NEW LEAVES ON THE OLD TREES d.i.s.c.r.e.e.t.

Oh. I see. I said I knew you. Like you said you knew me.
But our souls keep asking each other what we see.
What is it that we saw in who we are? Longing for a closer look from afar.
Am I so dark that you read me through my scars? And when I show light, will you acknowledge my might?

We collided while you were bored among stars.
I edified dry among academics befriended in pretense.
Not sure who pretended or felt threatened so I left it.
I thought I could not be them as you believe I could not be you.
So we met. Blended and watched only to forget.
I was you, sitting there staring at me. Mirroring a leaf that didn’t recognize its tree.
It’s why you noticed me. And asked where I came from. And why these words unfold the way they do.
It’s why we continue to move separately but together towards what feels new.

They made me do it.

Don’t need to prove it
so cool it.
This is for the truants,
those loyal to a fault,
for the labels made us famous,
but judge not the nameless.
The faceless rock on changin’
because terrain remains brazen.

I’m crazy because I take it,
but it was only for the sake
of learning how to frame it.
The edge used to be fun
but when I see it now
I tell rookies run
from cops and crooks who carry guns.

I’m just a nerd who carries words.
Now you admit you need us.
Don’t front, believe us.
Take the time to teach us,
And we’ll take the time to teach you..
all about what you thought couldn’t be true.