Thief (C) 5-30-2010

You could have anything in the world, Anything just give me a least, You could have my money, My games, My house, You could even have my draws’ But not my love However you didn’t care You took what you wanted and ran with it And plagued me with having to say goodbye You dirty, rotten, diseased pig You stole what was most precious to me Do you not have a heart? A conscience? Sympathy? Pity? Why me? What have I ever done to you? I don’t even know you. And no matter how hard I cry, You still won’t care. I’ve done so much and you did this to me, How could you? How dare you? I hope you rot in your sleep Slowly, and deep, you creep You beast, I hate you, You…you thief