Anxiety

Anxiety at school.

Here I am,
Broken once again.
And there you go,
Pushing me down again.

I breathe,
I break,
I bend.
My blood fills this ink pen.

But why should you concern yourself,
Please don't answer this cry for help.
Why waste time on this desperate whelp,
Just please vanish again.

Paper and paper,
Book upon book,
Bury me alive,
Don't come back- don't look.

I recite my script once again,
I recite it loud and hold my pen:
Font 12, times new romans,
eight sources, one inch margin.
Double space, type don't erase,
It's an eight page paper.

Due so soon,
Please don't ask when.
Where's my note cards?

Please don't ask when.
Why are you behind?
Why can't I begin?

Ticka, Ticka, Ticka, Tock.
Shutting out the grandfather clock.
Time can't wait, not a minute.
Blood, sweat, tears,
and bib cards, and note cards, and I can't even hear.

Another book falls across my chest.
Another forgotten web address.
Let me recite my script again,
No ma'am I haven't lost my pen.

Another paper just out of reach.
Another printer ran out of ink.
Due so soon?
Just don't ask me when.