Test Anxiety

Thu, 07/14/2016 - 10:16 -- Mo1077

I can hear the other pages turning

I'm still on the first I can hear the song of pencils the tapping on the test and fingers on the desks,

Feeling the boy behind me shake his leg due to stress

Here I am still on the first page.I look at the time it's six minutes in.I should only spend an average of a minute and a half on each seemly difficult hard task.Which ones can I do?Which ones can I finish?Oh here's one.He flipped the page again. Three minutes passed. He answered both of those while I fumbled through the pages trying to find one I can even attempt to answer.It's probably wrong.Did I do that right?What's next?That's wrong.No.. Okay I'll just leave it.17 minutes into the test now.Seven answered.Probably wrong.The boy behind me is mumbling to himself.He was just doing fine.It's over.He was just doing fine and I never was fine so it's overI failedAgain.But I studied, keep going.My heart needs to quiet down because it's making my hands become more timid.My head needs to stop spinning because it's making my breathing dizzy.I need to answer twenty-five of these right. That will land me somewhere in a three.Eight.Nine.Can I do anymore?Can I answer anymore of these?Oh this is similar to the one on the test a month ago..Hmm what was that.?I can't remember.I can't remember.

These tears need to stop.

What if the sound of them hitting this test is distracting someone.Someone smarterThe boy behind me.I'm a girl, I shouldn't even be in this classNo stop it. You once took pride in that.You like math.You like science.Why didn't you care enough to do better?I studied. Okay elevenTwelve How much time do I have left. Twenty five minutes.I can do itRight?The boy behind me set his pencil downDid it break? Does he need a new oneHe was doing goodBetter than me.Please keep working.Thirteen FourteenFifteenHalf way through sixteen out of the fifty available to answerI only have ten minutes left.At two minutes I'll start guessing.Maybe I'll get at least one right.Five answers 20% chance for each questionEight minutesSeventeenEighteenI can't I can't do thisI can't breathBe quiet don't distract anyone doing better than youThey're all doing better than you.GuessGuess Guess GuessTime.  

This poem is about: 
Me

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