The clock is ticking,
don't know if I can wait.
This trembling and shaking,
appears to be my state.
The sweating in my palm;
the thumping in my chest;
the lump stuck in my throat;
I cannot be at my best.
Looking around,
someone has to be watching.
The voice in my head
tells me to continue with caution.
The fear overcomes me,
so does the worry.
I have generalized anxiety,
and I must continue to hurry.