Don’t judge me from above,
The years you have on me are meaningless,
You’ve no idea where I’ve been,
No idea what I’ve done
And no idea who I’ve been,
My old friends wouldn’t even recognise me,
My family have disowned me,
I am a sleepwalking pariah,
And as the years fly by,
I move further…
loves me some shabby.
shabby katchadourian