I Want To Be a Thief

I want to be a thief, to pilfer rob and steal I want to be found guilty, given time to reflect and heal I want to be locked up in a solitary cell I want to be left alone to stare into the depths of hell I want to be set free in an ocean far away Drifting into the blue yonder day after day after day I want to leap off a building and plummet to the ground I want to be buried and never ever found I want to be a wrecking ball and destroy all future dreams I want to be a raging torrent to devour the rivers and streams I want to be the storm that hits in the middle of the night With deafening huge thunderbolts and destructive lightning strikes I want to be a nuisance, to scream and shout out loud And tell the world what’s happened to the newly gathered crowd I want to be a conjurer to deceive and change what’s true I want to be an illusionist and magic back you To hear your voice and hold you tight would take away my grief Can anyone hear my plea? I want to I be that thief!