Theif of choice

My emotions are intertwined with my porogitive
conformed to the promises within
when you tell me fate from fate
my tear drops tell the story
under the phantom sky
lighting lights my soul
i dont hold my breath i can hardly breathe
swallowed by my own stupidity
i let the wind tell its own tales of fear and boldness
i let my lips move to whatever dance it wants
speaking to the utmost
your a theif of my heart
dont turn away, dont fade
because i need you more than any fate
more than the phantom that owns the skies
you are the wind, speaking the utmost
your a thief, a theif of choice