The taste

I grew up as an innocent girl
Never made any trouble
The perfect little angel
Atleast to the public eye…
I have an unusual craving
I crave the blood of others
I keep it a secret
Try to control it
But everywhere i go
The smell of it is so strong
I can't resist wanting a taste
To feel that flavor i love
My teeth ache at the thought
My hands twitch as i wait
But i can never go through with it
I just sit there keeping quiet
But one day i snapped
I caught this innocent boy
My mind went hazy
And when i came too
It had already happened
We both lay in his blood
My tears of regret hidden in it
And the taste makes me smile
I may be the nice girl all day
But even good girls have their evil