My Tests....

I have 18 tests to see my progress,

1st is great 2nd is a mess.

My brain is being washed away,

Since my 2nd test wasn't okay

Revising..Revising.. Hesitating me,

Anxiousness making me go potty.

Seeing the paper makes me scared,

It turned out easy I declared.

Yet my marks are quite low and sad,

It makes me get angry and MAD!

Thinking it as easy..Turning hard,

I need to get some flashcard.

Studying morning and night,

Revising makes me get a little fright.

Picking up my pen wobbling and shiver,

I don't know this word..But it makes me quiver.

My heart races so hard I can't sleep,

Hearing the background full of beep-beeps.

Doing it is a little easy lad,

But my results may have been bad.

I'll tell you a little more later,

Giving the paper makes me feel like I am bitten by an alligator.

So sad....So sad... Turning to my friends for support,

But that can't change my report.

I'll end this now,

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