An Artist, not a Mathematician

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Stop shoving numbers down my throat,

I will not be backed into a corner.

Just give up, my dear.

It's no use. I cannot decipher...

That nonsense.

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Never give me up, you say?

It's no use, can't you see?

It's as clear as day...

I'm free!

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Free in my imagination,

Taking my own destination.

I don't need quadratic equations,

My mind just wants to take an imaginative vacation.

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Trigonometry and calculus,

My oh my, aren't these disastrous!

Draining out my creativity left and right,

Now tell me, is that really alright?

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I had all my mathematical credits finished,

I didn't need my creative spirit to vanish out of thin air.

I'm an artist, can't you see?

Just glare up at me and you'll see my fiery flare.

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Though, you may not recognize me now,

My spirit is still the same as always.

I've battled some hardships and now I take a bow,

Below the archways...

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Are you proud?

Scratch that, this isn't about you, it's about me.

I'll say it loud,

"I am free!"

Free at last...

To express myself as I please.

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