My brain's a sieve, my pen a curse,
These questions leave me feeling worse.
I've studied hard, but now I'm lost,
This exam's a dreadful cost.
The clock ticks on, a cruel device,
As knowledge flees, like panicked mice.
My mind's a blank, a hazy void,
Of all I've learned, I've been devoid.
Oh, cruel examiner, why this test?
To make me feel so stressed and crestfallen.
I'll try my best, but I'm not sure,
If this exam, I can endure.
My heart pounds fast, my hands are cold,
As I approach the fate untold.
My mark awaits, a mystery,
Will it be joy or misery?
A sigh of relief, a joyous tear,
A passing grade, I've conquered fear.
Or maybe not, a dreadful sight,
A failing mark, a sleepless night.
But wait, a twist, a hidden gem,
A chance to try again, redeem.
So chin up high, don't lose your cheer,
Next time, my friend, you'll conquer fear!