Lie Q

Maths is not for me
I may not be at liberty
To stress the way that it should be
But do we bark up the wrong tree?

I’ll tell you how I’m wired
Not in numbers by a mile
More a brush stroke or a smile
Conversation for a while

You see we’re not the same
And it’s not that I’m not game
When I can’t work out the aim
Of a sum or number chain

I’ll try my very best
Even keep up with the rest
For a time, till I get stressed
Then the answer’s just a guess

Perhaps you think in my old age
That I’ll never get a wage
And I’ll live out all my days
In a drug inspired haze

I might not have high IQ
And I may not be just like you
But the trouble is it’s Lie Q
When I’m judged by what I can’t do