Leaving Time Behind

Hurry hurry, quicker quicker,
exams are drawing near.
The teachers are all saying,
that it's that stressful time of year.

They're important, they count,
the teachers all shout,
as stressed and nervous as us.
We work and work til our fingers are numb,
but still they make a fuss.

Exams, and tests,
that's what it's about.
There's no fun in school anymore,
I can't wait til the last day of school,
when I can walk out that big double door.