Iq Test

I could care less about the four corners of insults, That intelligence invites; It is always the first straw of grass that’s grows, which reveals the popular outcast; As a youth, I found my image cut down into this manufactured silhouette. Drenched in social rain, my peers had never found me more alienated, Then when I spoke fluently of diverse topics; They did everything in their power to provide a verbal umbrella, However, the texture remains weak and defeated. This stormy parade that remains’ dripping is indeed an afterthought, For within this cranial mansion resides additional rooms, For the more abstract and surreal elements of life; It is that secluded gland which reveals the renaissance of men, who wear infinite Fedoras. Now wearing the shoes of a young man, A taste of charisma resides in my veins; However this slight addiction to external haze, Comes in second to my first drug of choice: Wisdom. Membership into this fraternity may take a lifetime; So don’t be surprised when resistance knocks at your door, Intimidated by the lion that dwells within your temple; Indeed intellect is the misunderstood fruit, That blossoms sweeter when accepted.