Stolen Goods

Stolen Goods

Sly cooper. Robin Hood. Sin bad.
I must be a master thief, ive stolen anything ive ever had 

And i was loaded with debt from the very beginning. Could the situation get any more sad? 

From my smiles to my laughs, my jokes and funny walk
To the stuff i think, the things i believe and the way i talk 

Every beam of sunshine that comes from me has been taken from some other star. My knowledge taken from the textbooks, my imagination taken from the comics, how without them was i to get far? 

so much owed to the world by just my own personal account. And i my offenses have costed it fortunes How could i ever think to begin to pay any back any amount? 

Im just thinking to myself, man If i have a cosmic karma accountant Then I've been in complete and utter debt since the very beginning of my existence in this world..  

and will be to the very end... 

And on the dresser is a portrait of the Servent to which i will pray. 

And that would be the only hope I would have, in ever dreaming that i could pay.

Poetic Piece