comparison

this is a short entry but I'm currently taking part in a college-level creative writing program and we had to write a poem centered around one word...well I took that literally (bc the teacher doesn't know how to fucking properly explain her damn assignments) and I wrote a poem repeating the word "eyes" throughout, but everyone else just wrote a regular poem based off their word- aka not incorporating it into the poem. now normally this wouldn't be an issue except that we have to perform our poems in front of the class and stand there while the others give us feedback. I go tomorrow and I am so fucking nervous I hate my poem the others did a much better job than I did and I hate admitting that because I consider myself to be such a good writer (except I usually write short stories not fucking poetry). anyway I hate the professor and hate the class and hate my poem and I just want to get it over with tomorrow. comparison really is the thief of joy...