Each line attempts to find an answer, building on the last
like a skyscraper climbing slowly,
floor by floor, formed by the structured levels under it.
One mistake, and it loses support,
crumbling to the ground,
a wrong answer lays in its rubble.
A foundation of X’s and Y’s supports
never ending equations and proofs.
Reviewing again and again, searching for a possible error,
unable to find the architectural miscalculation.
I drink water, stand up, breathe,
then sit back down and continue to wrestle the problem,
desperate to reach the roof of success.