Life

16Moonlight • 85 followers

So simple a question yet I cannot answer.
Why must I have to think logically.
Why not it be simple and put into a equation.
But no, I have to think outside the box.
No mathematical terms are true to this.
It's rules are completely different.
A new lesson I must learn every day.
I must rely on the past to figure things out.
There are no lessons, I must solve for myself.
No examples, I must be the test subject.
And no directions for me to follow.
Common sense is what I lack.
But give me an equation and I'm a genius.
Give me postulates and thereoms.
Not my gut instinct.
It is amazing how I survive day to day.
My mathematical sense is reeling.
My mind is becoming confused.
How do I solve something that has no equation??

#existential-crisis #general #introspection #self-discovery

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