Genius Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

I started the day without the tight band
Around my head and now it is there
Crushing my head...? No too strong aword.

The ache spreads inside. I am familiar
For years: led me to seek once
That it would rain inside my head.

Nodescription I've ever head of
Headaches makes me feel. Yes that is it.
Peculiar, but Tilaka will make fun.

She firmly believes that I am crazy
In thinking that I am special
That anthing of me - headaches included -

Is different from that of others! Maybe
She is right. But I feel that I'm not here
On earth to lead a life of others.

Then she says I'm selfish, always thinking
And talkiing only myself! True I do.
Pardon me, but isnt that the sign of genius?