Your class gives me anxiety

Everytime I enter the life is sucked out of me

Your voice gives me Headaches

I beg you to stop speaking

But then my wish in never granted 

Although you help me a lot 

I don't udnderstand when you speak

Your vioce give me the chills

Cause me to go get a pill

You talk aboout us following your path

But I am not into math

Your so lame that,

My partner keeps me entertained

All I am trying to say is

Maybe teaching isnt your way.