Horse Thief

I walk in with a personify smile.
The young wounded juvenile
I see that they're all blind now I know its all mine.
It's never a struggle cause usually I'll come through with a rubble.
Putting on the act of naive innocence falls through the whole ordeal of common sense.
My mentality of morals in my eyes.
Shows me steal from the stealing is justified
This task which I consider the weekend project it never ended it guilt cause I keep this logic.
The grin of passing by the over-weight flashlight cop leads me to believe their job description doesn't involve them to be cleaver or witty.
To unravel a 17 year old 125 lb...
Skinny but bold original who strolls in with rags and leaves without a trace but the hidden useless ink tags.

                                ~Aruj