Of Puzzles And Troubled Hearts Poem by villiamor calventas

if only..
the problems and pains..
and trials i am in now
are math puzzles i ma so sure
more than sure enough
i hads find the values of
my variables whatever they might be
the X or the Y..i should
had gone through trials and errors
and nobody will complain
how many times will i do it
how many errors will i make
till i find the solutions
that could solve my equations and then i
would be glad..
i should had done substitution or
the process of eliminations
or the comparison and contrast
whether in differential
or integral calculus
i would not mind how many liquid erasers
i will consume nor
how many crampled papers thrown
on hungry waste bins they had
no feelings anyway, no emotions to consider
so i will not hesitates to repeat
mistakes and and tons of mistakes
till i know and contended
the solutions are best
yet i am dealing with a soul
endowed with a with
a heart that bleeds
a mind that cares
and whatever my solutions are
it will touch others lives and might
change the disposition of souls
it is too hard to retrace moments bask
when there will be agonies
because you had made something not
accepted by society and man
tand that would be bad
ah,, there is a big difference
between math problems and life dilemma
nobody got hurts in Math
and you can erase mistakes anytime
but in the game of life
one mistake you die...
and that was that
no ifs no buts..
so just be careful enough