Again and again,
Round and round,
The carousel keeps spinning.
It won't stop until I choose,
To die or keep on living.
The more I watch,
The worse it gets,
the horses all so blurry.
I must decide,
Yet still I hide.
After all, what's the hurry?
So I will take it day by day,
And watch the carousel spin on.
For now at least,
Again and again,
Round and round,
The carousel keeps spinning.
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
Again and again,
Round and round,
The carousel keeps spinning.
It won't stop until I choose,
To die or keep on living.
The more I watch,
The worse it gets,
the horses all so blurry.
I must decide,
Yet still I hide.
After all, what's the hurry?
So I will take it day by day,
And watch the carousel spin on.
For now at least,
Again and again,
Round and round,
The carousel keeps spinning.
