Stolen Times

Am I wrong or am I right?
This stupid feeling, I cannot fight
My soul floats as if in a flight
It gives me such wonderful delight


Please forgive my stupidity
For at least I still have my dignity
I will not use your vulnerability
I just want to cherish your simplicity


Maybe you’re not available
But your still enable
But I am not capable
Being with you in your table


It is not a crime
Giving you these rhymes
In every single line
Forever stolen times