Mathlessness

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I really felt as if I had to put myself in this poem, with Valuable Valor. I think I succeeded. After all math was never one of my strengths.

Every  time I remembered a tiny fraction of 
Mathematics,  there  would always be some
Monstrous mathematical computation  waiting
To fight me.  Yeah,  math was the worse BULLY.

THOUSANDS more steps a few formulars, obliaques,
Diagonals, parallelograms.
Often times my mind would just come apart at the
Seams.  I thought  I might as well day dream.
No  way out!!  There was definitely  shame to my 
Aim.
I haven't  even memorized  the amount of coins in
My pocket!!  
I had the CURSE.  
I had it  worse!
At  first  I thought it was only  I with such a
Deep seeded  rebellion toward math.  

Then I searched the room and  found 
Vacant  stares.  
There was definitely a LUMP IN MY SLUMP.
I didn't  want  to share my AGGRAVATION.
I WAS  thoroughly  RUNNING  diagonals 
Straight into a brick wall of  MATHEMATICAL
PHOBIA.

Other wise this doesn't  add up at all.  Time
And time I assured myself  I had mastered it. 
This wasn't the confusing  
UNIVERSE  I thought , thousands of
Confusing steps  anticipated my  arrival.
There I was DESTINED  for a mathless  liveable LIFE.

I had  concluded it wasn't  my cue.
It simply  wasn't one of my values.
Now, I stand.
With VALUABLE  VALOR.
YES, A SAVORY  BRAVERY

MY mathlessness.
A mathless  WORLD OF MY OWN.
MY LAST MATHEMATICAL. THOUGHT

I MIGHT NOT BE ALONE, I AM NOT
ONE BUT MORE!!

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