In the room of Punctuation, My teacher stood there waiting

In the room of darkness, a dark figure stood there shaking

In the room of pride, I saw rainbows on the wall.

I wandered into the room of trees, looking for a way out.

In the room of question, I questioned my writing 

In the room of nothing, there was nothing

In the room of eyes, I stared.

In the room of future, I saw my test mark F-