Thief

i soil that that doesn't belong to me I steal things i thought i wanted to be i borrow materials you don't want back from me i find myself under i never new i was capable of things my future brought to me i try to leave the past behind scream my soul clean i couldn't fight it it wasn't me could you find it lost in *********** i spoil myself by pretending i'm not me dress myself up in your love and find myself crying for something that doesn't belong to me i found myself under you search your drawers and i'm nowhere to be seen your favorite possession hidden from me misplaced something under private attire do you do this yourself? are you a victim of the thief? and you will never know because you are afraid to ask no one will tell you because they are afraid you are trapped obsessed with human nature something everyone loves to see its been lost somewhere under this place thief