My mind is racing
Never shutting down
The trial I’m facing
Is making me frown
My future’s at stake
It’s all or nothing
Not a piece of cake
No use in crying
Sometimes
It feels like
Judgement day
Closing in
It’s not the end of the line
But much depends on it
Don’t tell me all is fine
It’s not the easiest bit
I was never a whiner
I took every challenge
Since I was a minor
I always kept my stance
But now
It feels like
Judgement day
Closing in
The day’s coming near
But I’ll take my chance
And when it’s finally here
I hope not to be in trance
I’m not going to quit
That isn’t my style
It’s not a single bit
Of my profile
No matter
If judgement day
Or examination day
I’ll try my best
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem