Graduation Nightmare

By Ronya Al-Salem

I’m stressing,

It’s just so depressing

So much stress,

Waiting for the press

I didn’t mean to cheat,

I thought I could compete,

Make my family proud,

Standing in the crowd

Screaming oh so loud,

I cheated myself, walking

With shame, feeling like a flame.

What will I do, how will I succeed,

I’m a walking shame, looking

So lame

Oh no the press came,

Thank God I woke up from my dream,

And now I can succeed, and never cheat,

And always defeat.