I read 204 on the microwave And that isn't the time that's left Hell, sometimes I wish that's the time that's left 'Cause when I'm up late I'm not in the Tech I'm not doing the things that college would have me expect Just being an emotional wreck and breaking my own boundaries that I thought I had set Text me if you care But I'll never say that out loud Round is my crew I sometimes get rambunctious and loud R&L to keep it short Cause these book reports and quick retorts have me want to have a walking escort out of the room I'm in To be honest I made promises to see if personally I could hold them Then low and behold the outcome and see the problems but I don't show them They will never know them Unless I previously told them When I was below the influence of the current events and see my life unfold then Yeah I'm a f** up and I know it My keystone is broken and I'll find some coal to restore it The base is my best part but I built to high to see the bottom And my memories almost just almost were forgotten Of the come up when starting from ground zero That had help to dig up the dirt that was spoiled with riches and was so light and rotten I was born the same day that Marvin Gaye's fam' had to discuss about a coffin And the rest seems like a blurr but I remember it so clearly Until the past few groupings of 30ish days I hope this doesn't come yearly Hear me out I guess I had too much fun to handle Or having too much to correct myself I'm not going to stop And I know this is breaking and building me But I hope Ill figure out which one is which And feel out the miscommunicated synergy