studying for hours for a grade that seems to determine your future
for a single grade that seems to prove your worth
studying until burnout, hoping it was enough
when the moment arrives, my body begins to shake
feeling as if my gut has been twisted
freezing cold, yet my insides are an inferno
raging as it threatens to consume my calm
to stop my thoughts
immobilizing my body
running on autopilot until the end
clock ticking like a bomb
adding timber to the fire
until it all stops
until I leave that class
my whole fate in the hand of colored bubbles
tests
the bane of my fucking existence
