Fear Of Maths

"Well! The reason for my disaster in maths is that ",

I said to my father, who never liked my attitude towards maths.

Whenever, I see the paper,

Fear inside me takes over

Paper, 3 to 4 pages long,

Makes me sweat prolonged.

Anyhow, I start to attempt questions,

My mind face heap of problems.

But dearest papa, soon I remember, key of yours,

"Leave the questions in which you have problems".

Persist to continue to solve simple ones,

Leaving the sums in which I face problems.

Once done with the task,

Aiming again in little time creates a havoc.

What shall I do, with so many unattended sums,

Any how I revive the courage, sustaining dump.

Re exploring remaining monstrous sum,

I realize, time is over, when I see that examiner, 'Demon'.

Tired, frustrated I hand over the paper,

Dearest papa, it's all over.

Tears and fear fullfill my eyes.

I know I can do much better,

Just need a little support from my elders.

Hope you will understand me, papa,

As now I can see, across dark clouds, horizon of clear skies.