College

[J.M.Byrnes]

There’s too much on my plate to eat This is a cliche image. Not a great way to start off.
but still I’m unfulfilled;
another test and faux-hip clique,
with no time left to chill.

I’d like to smile and nod in class,
I wish I really cared;
or that I boozed and lived for ass
and smoked my joints in pairs.

Instead I’m stuck here in-between
just waiting for a fall,
perhaps one day I’ll choose a scene
or maybe none at all.

I like the concept and the rhymes are working. It seems like the narrator envies both the committed and the people who are like, what the hell? I can relate to that. Like if your going to blow it, why not do it in style? Fun little read.