College

[superfluid]

There’s too much on my plate to eat
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.

Definitely a poem a lot of people in college can relate to

I agree with others the opening lines could be stronger. It's not that there's too much on your plate, but maybe what's there isn't really what you want to eat? Or there is so much already there you can't fit what you really want onto it? Eat and clique don't really rhyme so I think you've got quite a bit of wiggle room in that opening line. (I think even just "So much left on my plate" would work better).

Also the "just waiting for a fall" line---not sure I catch the implication of the "fall". I always wanted Summer when I was in school

Fun read