As I sit in this math class, my brain begins to ache.
My skull throbs as if it will explode.
My brain rebels against the dribble beign taught.
It is insulted my the simplistic concepts and methods.
It tries to escape to the peace of more complex learning.
As it screams to me for help, I am temped.
Temped to yell in outrage at the condicending professor.
Tempted to run screaming from the torture of this existance.
Yet I cannot and my brain screams at me in protest.
It feels betrayed and I cannot argue.
For years, it has proven its worth; its intellegence.
Yet I force it to tolerate such a simplistic math class.
In ten years, I never forced it to lower itself to such a level.
As it continues its protests, I submit to the pain.
For I betray it on a weekly basis.
I can only hope it doesn't return the betrayal
