My mistake

I’ve learned that intelligence alone
doesn't mean a damned thing
The truth about it is
To not know what you are and be happy,
or to become what you've always wanted to be
You can still get lonely by yourself
It is alright as long as they could laugh at me
and appear clever at my expense…
I foolishly thought
That’s something to laugh at, isn't it ?

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