Again, in the middle
of the game
with no clue
how it's played,
even after
seeing it demonstrated.

Again the panic,
because everyone's
required to play,

and the anger,
because it doesn't
seem fair,

and once more
opting out
in the throes
of my emotional spasms,

and not knowing
if I really can't play
or am using the
turbulence of my feelings
as some kind of excuse.

Max Reif

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-night-s-dream-2/