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Estranged by you, alienated I’m not the one I used to know All what is me comes out outdated As if I was there long ago In previous times, when life seemed shorter When I was living for one day To meet your judgement of no quarter Your disaffection to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.