I was listening to Ani Difranco (cause that’s the kinda mood I’m in) and this stayed with me longer than usual.
when i was four years old they tried to test my i.q. they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear they said, which one is different? it does not belong they taught me different is wrong but when i was 13 years old i woke up one morning thighs covered in blood like a war like a warning that i live in a breakable takeable body an ever increasingly valuable body that a woman had come in the night to replace me deface me see, my body is borrowed yeah, i got it on loan for the time in between my mom and some maggots i don't need anyone to hold me i can hold my own i got highways for stretchmarks see where i've grown i sing sometimes like my life is at stake 'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make i'm learning to laugh as hard as i can listen 'cause silence is violence in women and poor people if more people were screaming then i could relax but a good brain ain't diddley if you don't have the facts we live in a breakable takeable world an ever available possible world and we can make music like we can make do genius is in a back beat backseat to nothing if you're dancing especially something stupid like i.q. for every lie i unlearn i learn something new i sing sometimes for the war that i fight 'cause every tool is a weapon - if you hold it right. -My IQ by Ani Difranco
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