It's the same thing everytime.
A presentation is assigned.
Names starting with "A" are the worst.
I know I will be called on first.
And sure enough, without a doubt,
The teacher calls for me out loud.
I stand up on uneven legs.
"Do not fall," my mind pleads and begs.
I have frozen in front of eyes
That belong to hundreds of minds.
These gazes judge my every move.
"Just present already, my dude."
I relax at my mind's short quip
And wait for the sinking of this ship.
My presentation begins now.
After finishing it somehow,
I am back in my seat just fine
With a grade I know will be nice.
I was so sure that I would cry,
But eyes on me won't make me die.