SAT

Student Academic torture is its name,
As we students should never be the blame,
We sit hour upon hour,
And the questions just tower and tower.
While on the tenth section,
It’s hard to not get interception.
The hours of the torturous three
Do nothing but destroy me,
And near the end,
The minutes tend
To turn to hours,
hours Unstoppable by any powers.
Yet when you beat this horrible test,
You feel everything at your very best
Like an elephant stepping off of you,
You feel brand new,
Yet still hating it
In every way, and bit.
But in a year, unfortunately it’s true,
There’s a second one waiting for you.