His heart is pounding, leg are shaking
As he walks into the room that his facing, you can see in his eyes, the doubt unmistaken.
With enough will power, he brought himself to his desk.
Looking around the room, it seemed gloomy,
It looked like everyone else felt the pressure. At least he wasn’t alone, in this battle of pens and papers.
Waiting for the event of the day to begin, his mind wonders, to a world where there is nothing but leisure,
Not something he was expecting, but its not something that he would be regretting,
Cause in such a time of nervousness, the smallest things can give you pleasure.
As the papers were being distributed, he kept staring at his fellow classmates to find any little information about them.
The effort proved ney.
He resorted to wait, heard pages flip, pens tap the desk.
They appeared to be getting louder by the minute
They all seemed busy, that meant that they understood the questions,
What if he didn’t? What if all the studying he did was all for nothing?
It was just a matter of time before he got fed up, but the paper finally came.
Wide eyed as he started to read the question,
But that’s a story for another day.