Oct 2013
The second I stepped out of the exam hall,
I felt the stress lifted off my shoulders,
only to be replaced with the stress of worrying if I will pass,
or not.
I felt the stress lifted off my shoulders,
only to be replaced with the stress of worrying if I will pass,
or not.
This isn't a poem but I'm so worried! I had my last paper today and I'm really scared and worried about the results.
