Quite the ride....isn't that what you called it?
I am trying to get off.
You, the operator just aren't letting me.
I am not buckled in and I am screaming.
You don't care.
The circles, it just keeps going.
Do you get off on the way it makes my stomach twist?
The up and down and up and down and down and down.
I lift my hands in the air, but only because I have given up.
As you did.
Hurry, take the picture, I want to see it at the bottom, when it ends.
I want to see just how scared and stupid I look.
I'll need a framed reminder, a souvenir.
Even if it will cost me too much.