2+2=?

You popped up, greeting me with oh no no no, oh god. Calm down it is just a question. You are poking me, tapping, pondering, you’re so annoying. Because of that piece of ink, I am scared to see what will be traced onto the paper. Constantly deciding if that is correct. Will I get the extra 2 points? NO change that number. Shut up and let me think. That can’t be right, can it? Yes it’s right. Why can’t you figure this out? It’s not that hard. Nagging, nagging, and nagging, please just shut up. With one stroke of ink, you come out, doubting every move I leave on the paper. Even though the question was 2+2.