200 Emails

I'm so sick of feeling like I'm on the outside looking in
Wondering if I belong or when it's my turn for a win
Am I just playing pretend and spinning with my feet on the ground?
I send 200 emails a day and get bout 8 replies
6 of them said 'no' and 2 said 'yes' but then they changed their mind
Will it ever by my time or am I running out of it now?

I can feel my dreams just floating away
I did everything down to the T's I crossed
Don't know if I can stay

One more day
Where I try but nothing seems to change
I will go as long as this thing takes
But will I catch a break before I break
One more night
Fall asleep thinking I ruined my life
I will go as long as this thing takes
But will I catch a break before I break

All my friends have jobs and rings and ask me if I made it yet
Mom wants me to call Beyonce, ask if she needs anything
Feel like no one really gets the things I gotta do to get by
Every moment passing makes my "when's" turn more into an "if"
Obsess over numbers because at least someone's listening
I guess it's the little wins that keep us all from losing our mind

I can feel my dreams just floating away
I did everything down to the T's I crossed
Don't know if I can stay

One more day
Where I try but nothing seems to change
I will go as long as this thing takes
But will I catch a break before I break
One more night
Fall asleep thinking I ruined my life
I will go as long as this thing takes
But will I catch a break before I break