Been riding this catastrophic carousel
For too many years.

I remember I was once happy,
Eager.
Mother said she loved me,
I never believed her.

Here,
Crystal **** smells like cotton candy.
Here,
Balloon animals are filled with nitrous.

Everyone seems content here,
The horse on the carousel provides
A surplus of serotonin.

Crazed clowns cashing in
On their crooked version of capitalism.
Their ferris wheel of fear and loathing
Never stops spinning.

I used to berate the carnies,
Now the carnival is a part of me.