Some days I feel worthless
And then I feel amazing
Riding a rollercoaster, kind of
And I know the pattern
How it changes and why it changes
Going through highs and lows
Riding a rollercoaster
A rollercoaster built by an individual
Constructed by one out of my control
Even this person doesn't know it
Even though their actions build the ride
Lest someone else takes over construction or
Lest it goes the way I want
In time the result will appear
Somewhere on this rollercoaster
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PoetryThe mind can be dark place sometimes. The body is what covers it. No one knows what's underneath... "The problem of hiding my emotions is the fact that they build up." The random crap that goes through my head; an entire school year's worth of poetr...
