I enjoy whatever being taught,
When the math class begins,
My ears open to hear the bell ring,
I become deaf to the teacher.

Before finishing the class
Master hoping to make everything understand,
With reassuring words "you all got it"
The fear of shame makes the me scream Yes sir.

I rank first in the class test when I ordered descending,
I feel embarrassed and determined to work an extra mile,
But this strong mentality lasts only for day or two,
Forget everything and follow the old track.

I would love mathematics if only
One plus one is two,
X and Y, A and B drive me crazy,
I hate mathematic being as a student.