There is a me who is loved or hated

there's a me considered overrated

there's a me who could read a million pages for fun

there's a me who hates math with a love.

The words tumble and twist off of the page

the word problems trap my brain in a cage

its hard to understand what they want

when the wording is so strangley vague.

Why can't I just draw lines and shapes,

without numbers

inbetween.