I'm walking through a carnival alone,
Which is nice because my head's been very crowded lately.
The people run around and laugh and smile,
Which is comforting because I've felt very lonely lately.
I get on The Spaceship and spin and spin,
Which is poetic because I feel like I'm just going in circles lately.
The Slingshot takes me up and up and up,
Which is refreshing because I've been pretty down lately.
A girl stumbles from The Scrambler and vomits funnel cake,
Which makes me jealous of her ability to feel release.
I leave the carnival grounds and sit against an old tree,
Which is well-needed because I'm restless and sick of having no one to lean on.