"The Knew Me"

"The Knew Me"

Peruse the meaning.
Those closest to me fiending
At the first lapse in control.
Stranglehold softened
And I rise out of my coffin.
You say you knew me
As if this is the new me;
But if you truly knew me,
then you'd know that truly
There is no new me.
Change is relative
And we've forged a disconnect.
Subjects you require.
Derelict in my desire
to break free from the "knew me."

Change is relevant,
a requirement in a sense.
I was a broken case quarter
before I made change for 15 cents.
The blocks raised me
and corner arithmetic was bliss.
These combat boots molded me
and the result is this:
The new me
don't require the old me crew;
So to knew me must mean
that a new fee was due.
I live life like cashier
and my mistakes are often few.
So if you're still who I used to be,
your change might be due.

Change is evident.
Evidently, nothing remains the same.
Won't return from whence I came.
I refuse to play the games
that ensure a lapse in progress.
Progression enslaved and staved
By those concerned with the banter:
Mindless chatter from the envious.
Those who love to show
How much they claim to know.
Never here to watch me grow;
So I'm not what you used to know.
As sure as wind blows,
Inevitably I will see
That the knew me you wish to see
Can't hold light to the new me;
Chains like thick veins
Imposed will coursing intravenously.
You impart your will to knew me.
New me with bolt cutters,
Crushing links and closing shutters.
While the weaker hearts flutter,
I proclaim.
No semblance of stutter.
Originality is seldom slept on logic.
What makes it tragedy
is when we use it for profit.
If not for the swerve
or the fits of hot topic,
lost souls would never line pockets.
I've found it in the knew me:
Knew he didn't reach his worth yet.
There's still some work left.
There's time to perfect.
Haven't expunged my perks yet.
New me knows knew me had regrets
So I decided not to settle.
Revel in past where fault clashed
Or treat present day like yesterday.
Change has occurred
and the control freaks weep.
Blatant in the burbs.
Knew me used to creep.
New me never discreet.
For every me you used to know,
I will have more to show.

Change is indispensable,
a self journey ritual.
Had to appreciate my proceedings.
for guidance towards my pinnacle
Many cynical wishes disguised
but hate is typical.
I'm a antonym to settling
so I focused on changing my syllables.
Once stood in crowds of many
but my presence wasn't integral.
Their realities were fictional
so I became invisible
Constantly transitional while remaining original
Progress is essential
Disoriented directions will always dead end
before the reach is potential.
The Knew me and New me
embraced the differential before they assembled.
Amazed at how they resembled
cause even congenial siblings are identical.
Their disgust is a constant menstrual;
Clearly exhibiting how growth is non consensual.
My wish is that it comes eventual.

Written By: Infragilis A.K.A. Frag Da Scribe and Devin Joseph Metz