Nervous
Tick Tock
goes the the clock.
Around and around it goes.
My palms become wet.
When I start to sweat.
I hope this doesnt show.
I'm slowly moving down the line.
But I see everyone else is fine.
Except me.
Oh god, I think I'm going to upchuck my tea.
Tick tock
Goes the clock.
Around and around it goes.
My palms become wet.
When I start to sweat.
I hope this doesn't show.
I freeze when my name is called.
Will people be appalled?
Will I become a fool?
In front of my whole entire school?
Tick tock
Goes the clock.
Around and around it goes.
My plams become wet.
When I start to sweat.
I hope this doesn't show.
I see tons of my peers!
Each have their own fears
I have to face mine.
As I am no longer in the line.
When I start to speak
The colour of my cheak
Becomes a bright red shade of peach.
As I start to say my speech.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock