The Stress of Finals

The week before finals I always cry once, 

so many equations! I feel like a dunce. 

Forget about math, I've got problems of my own! 

Como se dice, "I want to go home"? 

My peers are all angry, snippy at best.

Who knew all this learning could bring on so much stress?!?! 

The final bell rings, schools out for the day

The frazzled, stressed kids scream, GET OUT OF THE WAY!

I zoom to my house in my blue chevy sonic

There’s just so much pressure! Do they think I’m bionic?

I shake out my tension, and take a deep breath. 

Open my math book and prepare for the test. 

I know what I’m doing? Well heck, I’ll be fine!

Then, just outside, my dog starts to whine.

I sprint her outside, to avoid a big mess, 

and feel a weight lifted from off of my chest. 

The leaves are so pretty, the air is so crisp. 

I could add a hike, to my long to-do list. 

Just listen to you teachers, spend less time booing

You might just find out that you know what you’re doing.