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An EquationMath is easy, for me. There is no need to look deeper than the numbers given to you- the equation that you know will provide the answer. The numbers fit into the equation perfectly, and there is no room for error- in my mind, it is simplicity itself. I often think about how easy it would be if the rest of the world- you, especially- would follow those rules. If I was given the words that you want me to say, and all I have to do is fit them into the conversation, simple and easy- an equation. You do not give me that much. You confuse me with your endless vague answers. You tell me that not everything should be taken at face value- I disagree. Or, at least, I used to. I find myself smiling along with you, even when I don't know what you're saying.You're as confusing as an abstract painting. You have no lines to adhere to, no clear picture to form, no solid ending that I can understand. You are unfathomably...strange, in a world that used to be clear-cut. You give me headaches, yo