A/N: A little thought in my early years.
To become the intellectual you always wished
One must cross the lines that many had fished,
The lines of which you know hold your truth.
You must accept the ways of the uncouth,
It requires the defiance of reality and time,
Until you destroy the definition of crime.
Yet it is only the seeker that is wronged,
The knowledge of that will only be prolonged,
Your acceptance of absolute ingenuity,
That depends on the completion of your insanity.
Follow me to your future and take an intellectual review,
The first step is to blur the line of a genius and you.