Today, I got a new phone... It just wasn't mine.
Just sitting on the bus, I'm the last one off, and my stop is up ahead, and then, I see a phone to my left on the seat...
A phone... And I had never owned one so nice before, and if they already have such a nice one... their parents are probably loaded... So...
And now i'm at home, and I feel so much guilt for doing it... It was stealing...
I feel like a crook... But I still intend to reset the phone and keep it for myself... I'm I a bad person for doing what i'm doing... Cause the only thing I feel right now is half-excitement, and half-guilt