This Ride

Sometimes when I wander 

I think back to all the times 

You smiled at me with your golden eyes 

And all the times 

You frowned at me with your brown brown eyes 

Those times

All those times 

They're like my own personal roller coaster ride 

When I want to go up 

I think about the gold 

The sun 

The miners in the water 

But when I want to go down

I think about that deep deep brown

The mud on a rainy day

The bottom of an ocean floor 

And the feeling I get 

From way up high to

Way down low 

Makes my stomach lurch and my heart bellow 

 

I want to stay on this ride 

I want to know what it's like to ride in the rain 

To ride in the thunder and the light light lightning 

I want to know what it's like to ride upside down and 

Side to side 

I want to know what it's like to feel weightless and then suddenly full of weight 

I don't want to get off 

But I don't have enough money to stay

And I don't want to pay the fee 

So you say goodbye 

And I hold on to the memories I have 

Deep deep down 

Inside of the brown 

Watching the golden sun frown. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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