Sometimes being intelligent is a curse.  

You understand the game  

before the first move is made.  

You see the lies  

dressed up as truth.  

You recognize the patterns  

even when no one else is watching.  

You hear what isn’t said,  

read what isn’t written,  

feel the shift in a room  

before the door even closes.  

And the heaviest part?  

Knowing.  

Knowing and still staying silent.  

Because despite knowing all of this...  

Sometimes,  

To survive,  

You have to play the fool.  

Smile at the joke you already saw coming.  

Nod at the story you already unraveled.  

Walk slower so they don’t see  

how far ahead you are.  

Intelligence shows you the doors.  

Wisdom teaches you  

which ones not to open.  

@PF