I really need help on the social studies test
the pictures won't load
and I don't understand the question
but the thought of going up to the teacher is terrifying
My palms are sweaty and it feels as if the room is a-million degrees
The sweatshirt I'm wearing feels more like a turtleneck
I feel like I'm being choked
I know I should ask
I know that if I want to pass I need the images to load
I know it shouldn't be that hard to ask a simple question
I know that
But to the one who went out of their way to help me
Who risked their quiz grade for me
Just because they saw me panicking
I would like to give you the world
And say thank you...
YOU ARE READING
Happiness
PoetryToday in school all I was able to write was the first poem so... enjoy? It's mostly super sad. I continue to add poems in this because sadness comes and things happen. (Also I get bored). I have looked up on the interwebs and apparently I have somet...
