Ballantine Hall

Moments that I feel like, where do I begin

I don't ever like to lie, the other day I did

Walking past Ballantine, I start to reminisce

My first year of college, I was such a different kid

I still feel alone, but the pain don't exist

I still get mad, I just don't be throwing fits

I still get attached, leaving hearts broken

What do I do when I can't feel shit

What do I do when I can't feel

I was the kid who got put in the corner for joking and moving too much in my seat

Teacher would tell me I should pursue comedy, studying books wouldn't cut it for me