Mathematics

Y=mx+b
Yes I know, you told me.

As far as my eyes can see
Compound inequalities.

Point-Slope Formula
It makes me wanna groan-ula.

I can't help that I'm good at it,
So please don't give a compliment.

They make me uncomfortable
What do I say? Mayday!

Practice, practice, practice
Eat, eat, eat

When it comes to homework,
Math has got me beat.

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What Inspires Me

I'm a puddle
You're the sea
You're all that I want to be

I'm a leaf
And you're the tree
You're all that I want to see

I'm a pebble
You are the rock
You're the key and I'm the lock

But you don't really exist
You're only the snippet of a wish

You are the heroes
That I watch
When my life is all
But botched.

You are the magic
That I read
The ones that I
Want to be.

You are the people
That I write
And the poems all
So full of spite

You are the thoughts
In my head
While I lay there
In my bed

I am but a humble thing,
While you upon your throne a king.

So forgive me please, if I say
That I don't like the world this way.

I do my best to change it so
To make it like the one you know.