The clock ticks and time has come,
For us to face the dreaded exam,
Papers spread, pencils sharpened,
Our nerves are on the verge of being tampered.

We've studied hard, we've sacrificed,
For this moment, we've paid the price,
But now the fear starts to creep in,
What if we forget, what if we sin?

The teacher hands out the test,
And our hearts start to pound in our chest,
We take a deep breath and begin,
Hoping that our knowledge will kick in.

The questions seem like a maze,
But we push through, with determined gaze,
We write and write, our hands cramping,
But we don't give up, we keep on stamping....