The dreaded four letter word
Boom, boom, boom, boom,
My eardrums won’t stop pounding.
My heart beats faster and faster
As my adrenaline is pumping.
Deep breathes is what I tell myself
Before I walk into the classroom.
Through the door to a seat
I find a desk at the back of the room.
I pull out my pencil from my bag
While telling myself to do your best.
I look up and meet my teachers gaze
As she says “ok kid here’s your test”.
It’s not the fear of school itself
But these times when the pressures on.
That gets my palms sweating and
And causes me to find my zone.
You see all the nervousness leaves
When I take my mind somewhere else.
A place that only I can visit
When I need to find faith in myself.
Even though other people face
The same fear and struggle as me.
I’m sure they keep it locked inside
Just as I do so no one can see.
And when finally it’s over and done
The outcome is once again the same.
Aced it without any trouble
Didn’t miss a question, won the game.
As you see it’s the build up
That gets to me even though I’m ready.
But once my mind finds that place
My nervous twitch becomes steady.
If I had to give advice to others
Who fear a test like I always have.
It would be to find that special place and
The confidence you didn’t know you had.
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