Estranged
Estranged by you, alienated
I’m not the one I used to know
All what is me comes out outdated
As if I was there long ago
In previous times, when life seemed shorter
When I was living for one day
To meet your judgement of no quarter
Your disaffection to obey
Crushed in the rain of whatabouts
Drunk with the human kindness I
Fall in slow motion, filmed without
Supposed consent I have to sign
That looks alike a vagrant fate
When there is nowhere else to roam
Inside I go, although its late
But down inside I am at home
There we are, two lost receivers
Of ageless youth you well preserved
For me, a taker and a giver
Of love I thought would never hurt.
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