I am so not ready for my physics exam
Oh how to escape this exam room, o wish I had a plan
I anxiously wait as they hand out the paper
My palm’s are sweating, I feel trapped in my blazer
My heart races as the paper lands infront of me
I open the first page and am happy with what I see!
But as I work on, I feel my heart drop
The short lived relief I felt comes to a stop
The question infrontvof me tests content I’ve never seen in my life
Why do teachers think we young children can handle such strife
And now fear has made my mind go blank and freeze
I want to laugh at the fact that I thought this paper was a breeze
The rest of the questions are just as horrifically bad
I give up so fast, it’s actually quite sad
I pretend to work for the rest if the time
Acting like I’m acing it and everything is fine
Maybe in an alternate universe that would be the case
But right now I have to prepare myself for the unfortunate mark I’m going to face
Great rhyme
Ha ha, took me back to my high school math test days. Those were difficult times.
Great work.
Goh, what a journey you’ve taken us on! From that warm, initial optimism to the growing chill of awareness that the paper is not what you were ready to answer. Super poem!
Sorry – that first word should’ve been ‘Gosh.’ I was typing too quickly to be accurate!