Confessions+of+a+Delusional+Shopaholic-+Atsi+Shah

Confessions of a Delusional Shopaholic

I promised I wouldn’t outdo myself with the clothes And yet, I lied Let me tell you why- I swear it’s not an addiction! It’s not a drug It’s my way of living my life.

I admit, it gives a high but it shouldn’t- just ruining my life The clothes, oh the clothes! It’s infectious like a disease, addictive like a drug I cheat, I lie //Send her to rehab//, say my friends...they exclaim //what an addiction!// Sometimes they wonder…//why?//

//Because,// answering their //why//, It’s my life They call out to me; i believe it’s not an addiction, Sparkly, lacey, beautiful clothes // Believe, you must // it is a lie! Survive, I must on a drug.

Stronger than cocaine, powerful is this drug Sometimes I, too ask myself //why// Pondering, should I really allow myself to live a lie? Alas! Deceptive it is not, so I continue living my life. And oh how they call out to me, the precious delicate clothes Choking me and yelling out, //give in into this addiction!//

I swear, I promise, this is not an addiction Nor is it a drug, They are gentle, beautiful clothes, //Without a home//, so I ask myself why They say //why we must live a boring old life// //When we can live with you// … AHH STOP FILLING MY HEAD WITH THESE LIES.

LIES LIES LIES It is an addiction! I have ruined my life! Filled my closet of drugs! Why oh why Evil, manipulative deceptive little bastards are you, yes you the clothes

They were right about my life when they kept asking my why I filled my head with lies and my closet of clothes After all it was a drug, should have gone to rehab for this addiction.