Heads on desks
Or up and working.
It's crunch time now,
It's no time for joking.
The ones who are prepared,
The ones who don't care,
All assemble in one room
Where you can smell the fear.
Nervous, anxious,
Angry, scared.
These are the days
Where you wish you cared
About the work
And the stress
Of everyday school, when
You really didn't care less.
Now comes the truth;
It's time to get ready.
God is your last hope,
Unless you meet Freddy.
The days have come.
To your fear, you must succumb.
