Posting a poem after a while, having forgot I have a math assignment tomorrow T_T

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Flying over these giant towers,
I know I am dreaming.
But I wish that like these students,
that I could have it just as easy as them.

The students who stand.
The students who love.
But I do not stand.
And I do not love.

Now on the ground,
I see the students in the distance.
And I can feel my head now less sound.
But I guess I should have patience.

So now I sit in the corner,
watching them with jealousy.
How happy they must be to be students,
but I want to call that heresy.

Why can I not be good at math?
Why can I not be able to do things easily?
So go ahead and laugh,
because I will go down fully ready.