Shabby Chic
she wears the latest fads
regardless of her moods
mix and matching as per all the rules
wouldn’t want to get it wrong
as she parades across
the catwalk of her days
i’m not so fancy
i stand at her side
in my favourite carefree pullover
my simple plain old leggins and
my wool socks curled over hiking boots
i may not be sophisticated but
it's undeniable that i'm
comfortable in my own skin
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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