Needless to say, it’s about math. Don’t get me wrong, I made it through Trigonometry, by some miracle and effort to prove that I could do anything if I tried hard enough. This is a pretty long one, just explaining my mental block against math.
At the border of my mind,
Suddenly I look behind
And see all that I have learned,
Of words, and of the past occurred,
Time gone by and birds that fly
Through the waves or through the sky,
The writers who astonished centuries
Of people sort of like me… but then…
At the border of my mind is where
I look ahead and see the line
Of this two-dimensioned brain
Cut and and turn and measure back,
Twist my eyes and burn them black,
To bind my imagination and freeze
The movement of my pencil’s ease
To grope through circles, shapes and lines
That don’t exist in place or time!
A girl on paper is what I am,
Sliding on two-dimensioned land,
Never looking “up” or “down”,
For they don’t exist in my little town.
They never even crossed my mind.
To put it frankly, I am blind,
Because math is the rain
In my 2D brain.
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