Heart palpitating, palms sweating…
Actually, everything sweating.
Do I look all right,
Or is this shirt too bright?
I wonder if they’ll talk to me,
Or simply let me be…
I’m not really sure which I’d prefer.
Will I be able to find my way,
Or will my nerves lead me astray?
Trying to hold back the tears
And not let them see all my fears.
As always there’s a complication,
My name isn’t there or there’s a mispronunciation.
Here we go again.
I raise my hand up in the air,
Trying to ignore all those eyes that stare.
I tell the teacher about my name,
Thinking how many times must I do the same?
The day finally draws to a close,
And the relief inside me grows.
At least I made it through today.
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