Math is where you head goes though a chineese fingure trap and you get stuck.
Math is tells you how many numbers you find in the Alphabet.
Math is where your fustation is beyond mind over matter.
Math is how you understand the concept of numbers using letters.
Math is where you try and try, harder and harder but still never understand it.
Math is where your driving in foggy weather and you cant see anything besides of whats infront, and your making up zero progress.
If you take a negitive number and take it by a square root symbol, but you cant get the answer, because the calulator says error thats math.
Math is where you get an orange four inches height and two inches in diameter and you need to find how many feet are in the sun.
Math is the unthinkable.
If you ask a friend for one pear and she comes back with three apples, and you eat two of them.
Who's better at math you or your friend?
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Impressive! It looks like you really know your Math! In a well crafted and poignant way, you have beautiful painted a picture here with nice words and rich imagery! Your poetic potential is clearly shown in this amazing write! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and I will look forward to read some more from you my dear Jenna! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City!