It Runs On – What Really Matters by Winnie Star

I think I am a genius sometimes with the way I write and how I feel so deeply about things, but I know I’m not because I don’t know everything I’m supposed to know, and I didn’t read the classics in school or understand all about math, nor was I extremely good at playing the flute or piano, but I was a great dancer and found out later that I had good meter so I could play drums and keep a beat with a band with real musicians, but music may not always count for what makes a genius and maybe I was meant to feel that being more intellectual and less creative was the path to perfection so I tried, no, did, go to college and then graduate school, and worked real hard at being a nurse so I could prove to myself that I really was a genius, mind over matter; now I could continue to write in this vein, but what does it matter if I prove to be a genius or not for who in the end will really care, except me?

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