Another man's shoes never quite fit
the way you'd expect them to
but hey
go figure,
it's the walk that shapes the feet
and everyone's gone places
they would never visit
again

we think we're all on the same page
but
we're writing different books

we think we're literate but
we can only read our own story
and somehow,
every message we send is
unintentionally
encrypted
in ways the greatest minds couldn't decipher
yet we all look up and see
the same sky
the same moon
the same stars
and we all call this land
Own