i do not borrow
i steal
i take what is yours
and i make it mine

i want to steal your self-confidence
your certainty in your actions
and your thoughts
your assurance that you are right
it is rotten from the core

admit guilt
admit weakness and frailty
admit dependence and need
for this, you are too weak

and why should i have another thought on you?
there are people around me everywhere
fantastic, genuine, kind, intelligent, profound, humble, interesting,
people not afraid to give, to love,
people whose lives don't revolve around themselves
who will cry for you?
who will cry for you?
who will grieve for you?