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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