The deadliest enemy in the classroom comes in printed green
A paper trap designed to ruin the scene
Filled with tiny circles waiting for graphite
Writing down every answer beneath the bright light
A pencil mark that wasn’t meant to stay
Steals the points you earned and throws the score away
Crammed little rows, ready to trick my eyes
One line missed and my whole test dies
Did I bubble Version A when I had Version B?
Now a machine gets to decide if I fail effortlessly
I slide in the paper with my stomach in knots
Leaving my future to a sheet full of dots