College is the midlife crisis of a young individual’s life

It is supposedly the best four years of your life, or so they say

Wake up in the morning to the musty aroma of anxiety drifting through the dorms

Go to bed at night to the sounds of freshman complaining about lack of sleep

When in reality it is because of this thing called procrastination

Feel the keys on your laptop as your fingers fly

Hurry, finish that paper due an hour from now before it’s too late 

Take a break and taste the cheap yet wonderful flavor 

As the ramen noodle soup touches your lips and tongue

As you are walking to class, take the time to look around 

Admire the different cultures and styles of all the people

Stop and look around to see the bright, hardworking young men and women

That will determine the future of our country

Last week while walking to class I saw a young man who’s hoodie was loud, blinding, and vitriolic

If you are lucky enough you will see me and my roommate Andrew at the on-campus Starbucks Caffeine – I need it to fuel the gears of my young yet ever hard working brain

Was that young man really wearing that hoodie?

College is the best four years of your life yet a crisis

If you want to fit in just act dope as hell and make sure to have a lot of drip 

Party way too damn hard like all the cool kids

Keep both hands on the wheel or you’ll lose control

Take control of your own life

You’re an adult now and have to balance responsibilities

Don’t crash or you will spiral out of control before you can blink – crisis

The other day my roommate found an assignment on the ground that someone had dropped They had received an A on it 

Which lead to me getting an A on my paper

Does that make me a genius?

The young people of Kirksville are caterpillars that are soon to be butterflies

Dumbass was late for class the other day, but at least he has a cool nickname

Looking back I realize the stupid mistakes I made my first semester of college

Now I am thriving and working hard every day

As the German’s say I often experience “Fernweh” when I long to be somewhere else

Back home in my old yet comfortable bed

Keep both hands on the wheel and don’t take your eyes off the road

Life is full of crises – take control