Pressure

Style: Poem.

Statement: I wrote this because I wanted to express how it feels when you become overwhelmed in a stressful environment, as well as how hard it can be when you are struggling with school and compare yourself to the people around you.

Words muddle together

Thoughts merge with the paper

Pens tick on the table

Friends whisper their answers

Head spins in circles

Eyes darting desperately

Shoes squeaking, again and again

Phones light up in their hands

Questions have no right answer

Lights turn on and off

Scribble, scribble, you have no hope

With every answer, the future is far

Papers are passed, hand from hand

“This one's yours, this one's mine!”

Hopes are high, the score is not

Red all over, along with blue

The pain spreads everywhere

Their eyes glued to your hands

Red with regret and damp with fear

All the voices quickly run

“Don’t worry, don’t worry”

“It doesn’t matter”

Letters, letters, they all look the same

Lower and higher, up and down

Drip down to the ground, your fears are real

There is no joy, there is no mercy

Crumble, crumble, it won't change

Page over page, filled with pain

Eyes cast down, look around

At all the happy faces

No one cares, it's not their fault

The fault is only yours

Your luck is fake, it's all your fault

Fall to the ground, all around

It is only you

No one else will give a glance

At such a pathetic sight