College (I Don't Understand)

I don’t understand

“It’s not that hard,”

You say.

“It should be simple,”

You demand.

“You’re smart. Figure it out,”

You yell.

But, really, tell me;

When was the last time you lived on noodle packs,

Stayed up all night cramming for something you’ll never use,

Just to get to the classes that matter?

When was the last time you walked through a group of girls,

Their stupid matching bags

And bitchy little grins

Telling you exactly what they think of you?

When was the last time you lived in a room the size of a prison cell,

With another person you just met,

And may not even like?

Because last I checked,

You have a car,

You have a good paying job,

And the debt you incurred was being dropped by the day.

You’re not spending money you don’t have.

You’re not living in a squalor.

You’re eating three square meals,

Homemade with all the trimmings,

And never want for food because you didn’t understand

Seven hundred dollars isn’t a lot, when you have to make it last,

And everything costs twice as much inside as out.

I don’t understand.

Remind me again

When did this become your life?