Potentially Potential Wasted Years

---I wrote this after being inspired by all my classmates and their comments they make toward college, classes, and assignments--- 

Potentially Potential Wasted Years

There’s something about college

That saddens my heart…

Pondering all the ways young people have so much potential

Yet, it all goes to waste as they sit in a single poorly backed chair

With their Hands sitting idle on a wooded desk.

I wonder.. what could you be?

If you weren’t sitting here next to me..

Listening to hours of theory

Stressing about the next paper

For now, I have a unique view

With only one college class

And the rest professional..

I realize the dread of it all…

As thousands of “kids”

Pour out their money

In ode to boredom, to stress, to nothing-

And I wonder is this education?

Saddened by this memoir

I attempt to think beyond

But honestly----

Able-bodied individuals

Becoming disabled and mentally strained adults

As they try to drain out the stress of unnecessary projects and reports

And fill the gap with drugs, alcohol and sex

Forgive me if I’m over-emphasizing

The life that really exists in college

90% of college is wasted waste

While 10% can be valued if one chooses to be determined

I wait for the day

When young adults will work

Not in desks and chairs, falling asleep

But working together to help humanity

Working together to change our streets, our economy

Focusing their thought and energy on skills and trade

And not in boring repetition

Over and over

Again.