(Due to aggression I had to take a break from studying for my exam tomorrow so I need to calm down which is why I wrote this)
Dear maths,
What did I do to deserve this?
It‘s not my fault you‘re full of sh!t
And can’t solve your own problems.
I mean,
why do I need to know algebra??
Yes, I do want to study architecture,
But algebra is something I DO NOT NEED.
Gosh, you’re making me mad,
You know that?
Throwing all your damn problems onto me
Like I don’t have any of my own.
But guess what? You’re WRONG.
And I‘m sorry to say this, dear maths,
But I can’t handle you anymore.
You’re too difficult; too hard
For me to understand, and
I‘d wish for it to be different, I really do,
But I‘d rather be in hell than
Having to confront you
Ever again.
~ D.S