I Am
Yes I am the thief.
Yes, the thief.

Crime for me was
Not as crime for
The convict,
But crime still.
Still and ever more:
Crime.

I am the thief.

I am the brain.
Yes, the brain.

I am the nerve center
Of that body known as me.
And I am me.
The brain of wisdom;
The brain of analysis;
The brain of control.

I am the brain.

I am the expression.
Yes, the expression.

I am the expression
Of my thoughts:
The artistic expression;
The emotional expression;
The linguistic expression;
The facial expression.

I am the expression.

I am also the lover.
Yes, the lover.

I am the lover
Of my lover:
The lover of life;
The lover of the brain,
The expression,
And the thief.

I am the lover.

I am the hope.
Yes, the hope.

I am the hope that
All may come,
And all shall remain
So my love of life,
The brain, the expression,
And the thief
Will be there for
All of time.

I am the hope.

I am the builder.
Yes, the builder.

I build my dreams in air,
Castles of mine:
Castles of mind.
Castles that are the
Expression of my thoughts,
Of my desires.
Castles in which I shall remain
For all of time.

Yes, the builder.

I am always the way.
Yes, the way.

I am the way to my dreams,
My castles, and my expressions.
I am the way to my mind.
I am the way through my brain.
I am the fulfillment of my hope.
I have built my self.

And as the thief,
I have taken my way
Away.