I'm an alien

[girl friend]

I’m an alien

 

“You’re an alien”,

The other kids said.

“You’re weird”,

 

They laughed.

“You’re a freak”,

They chanted at me at school.

 

Why didn’t I fit?

Why wasn’t I a kid,

When I was eight?

 

Why did I feel all the time,

Like God dropped me off on the

Wrong planet?

 

One night at 4am,

Aged sixteen.

I found my answers.

 

In the form of a online IQ test,

A half-hearted attempt,

Born out of boredom.

 

“Your full-scale IQ is 167”

I guessed the site was just trying to sell me something,

And shrugged it off.

 

I’m nothing special;

Remember…?

I’m a freak.

 

You must know you’re brilliant?

Said “Miss Claire”

Stunned speechless

 

As she persuaded me,

To take on 6-Alevels,

Rather than 3.

 

Hasn’t anyone ever told you;

‘that you’re brilliant?’

She asked?

 

I shrugged, a typical bored teenage.

Clearly hiding any intellectual capacity,

right then.

 

I’m smart yeh, I know that.

I got my GCSE’s didn’t I.

And My SAT’s

 

But I’m a freak remember?

That’s never meant to be good.

I can’t stand out for a good reason, ever ever.

 

“Let me do a formal IQ test”, she said

I can prove it to you.

“Alright”

 

Result

“Your full-scale IQ is 170.

Genius.

 

But I can’t succeed remember.

Not on this planet anyway.

Cuz I shouldn’t be here.

 

I’m a freak remember.

Cuz I’ve always been different.

A genius? ME?

 

Surely a genius would be,

The most popular kid?

Surely a genius would know, how to be cool.

 

Surely a genius wouldn’t be beat on,

And punched,

And molested?

 

Surely a genius wouldn’t

Cut their own body,

To cope.

 

Surely a genius wouldn’t,

Be afraid,

of the dark.

 

Surely a genius wouldn’t,

Hate themselves

with despair

 

A genius has got it all,

A genius should be happy,

And never feel troubled.

 

A genius should understand everything

A genius should stand out

At everything they try

 

A genius should always be the best,

And make everyone jealous,

Without meaning to.

 

A genius would always be excluded then.

The outsider,

And feel unbearably alone…

 

Wait a minute.

A genius would feel like an alien,

Every waking minute.

 

A college graduation,

an interview with Menza

and more IQ testing.

 

An IQ estimated as over 180.

A genius child.

Titled in the papers as ‘Whiz Kid’

 

She did 6-Alevels you know,

She’s going to University,

in September you know

 

She’s going to be something great that kid,

She’s got it.

She’s different.

 

She’s an alien.

 

 

 

 

Just a poem

[Jeen]

I enjoyed it a lot, it took me back to my school days. Growing up is sometimes hard when I think back.

 

Thanks girl friend