hello world..a humble start to my blog

Up here in my tree,
Newspapers matter not to me,
No more crowbars to my head,
I'm trading stories with the leaves instead,
Wave to all my friends,
They don't seem to notice me, no
All their eyes trained on the street,
Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes,

I remember when, I swore I knew everything,
Let's say knowledge is a tree,It's growing up just like me...