You came in, in the darkest night and took without asking
things that did not belong to you.
Small things, but not just things.
Betrayed, alone, scared and defeated.
I don't know where I can stop anymore with the worry and ache.
That you will come back and take
all the things that did not belong to you.
Have you ever had things stolen from you before?
I have, and have again last night.
Makes me feel so out of place.
It takes a certain kind of person to take things that don't belong to them.
I hope I never know a person like that.