My life moves, and I am along for the ride.
A ride…….. I don’t want to be on.
It has all the things I am frightened of.
I want to get off.
I can’t though.
I am stuck.
The buckle is holding me back from jumping out.
I can’t take it.
I am going to bust.
It’s not worth it.
I don’t care.
It’s going too fast.
Why did I get pressured into this?
This wasn’t the ride I wanted to go on.
This wasn’t the ride for me.
I was stupid.
I want off.
I can’t take this.
I need to get off this ride.
I don’t know what going to happen next.
I am out of my comfort zone.
One dip comes after the other, all downward.
I shouldn’t have gotten on.
The ride is ending.
The constraint is lifted.
I give a fake smile.
Just like I always do.
I never wanted to be on this ride.
My life.
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