I wrote
this little poem one day when I got REALLY depressed over a math problem. I had
tried it nine times and it still didn't work and so I got in one of those
the-world-sucks-I-hate-everyone-I-hate-my-life-and-I'm-so-stupid moods, you
know what mean. Anyway, I needed a way to get it all out, so as usual, I
grabbed my pencil. Poor Heero (I hate Heero anyway…) was the victim this time.
Heero could
you help me?
I'm having
trouble with this math problem, I just
can't figure it out.
It's making
me really discouraged,
I know it's
nothing to cry about.
You always
act so strong,
And nothing
ever discourages you.
I know you
probably don't have time
To mess
with the kiddy math I do.
But
couldn't you just take a glance?
You seem to
know your stuff.
I've always
looked up to you Heero and-
Hey! You
don't have to be so rough!
I was only asking for a little help, Heero,
Just a
second of your time!
You don't
have to rub it in,
Being
stupid isn't a crime.
I wish I
were smart like you, Heero.
Perfect in
every way.
Do you
think if I tried really, really hard
I could be
like you some day?
Ok! I
understand that I'm stupid!
Just an
insignificant small fry.
And I
apologize for even asking,
But Heero,
you didn't have to make me cry…
