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.