Heero could you help me

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…