I'm an undercover thief.
You can't tell because I'm dressed like everyone else
And you'll never figure out I'm robbing you blind.
It has been with you for years;
You nurture it, feed it, take it everywhere you go,
You use it every moment of your life,
Spent thousands just to attain it,
And I am here to take off your hands,
Right from under your nose.
I must confess,
You are not my first target,
Nor the last to fall victim.
And I warn you,
I am not one of a kind.
I wasn't always a thief.
But those like you have dangled it in my face,
Egging me on,
And like a bull, I ran for it.
Like a parasite, I'll stick to you until I've exhausted all your reserves.
You make it so easy to take.
To you it's so commonplace, so abundant
That you treat them as shoes.
I admire you for your wealth.
I hope, one day, I will have amassed just as much.
For the time being, I'm stuck with thievery.
Your treasure is going to a good home.
I have many plans in store;
I will use it as I wish.
And if I one day become notorious in my endeavors,
Ill acknowledge you, how you, unaware, aided me.
I thank you
For your precious treasure,