I was on this ride this beautiful, exciting ride it was colorful, wild, and crazy But I didn’t know it
I didn’t know I was on this ride and neither did my friends nor family Think of this ride, as the ride at the back of an amusement park So far that you can’t even see it when it’s lit
I entered this ride when I was eleven years old and no one rode with me, my blood ran cold My palms were all sweaty and shaky, as we neared the first drop Then, after staring for countless of hours at the edge, I dropped
As the ride looped around countless of times, I got less lonely My friends climbed on and sat beside me I wasn’t as scared anymore I even let out a roar
Some people didn’t approve of me riding the colorful, exciting, wondrous ride But I have to show my pride They tried telling me to get off But that didn’t work, and I looked at them and scoffed
The colorful, exciting, wondrous ride, is something I won’t ever tire of It has received all my heartfelt love And even though some people will disprove I’ll just get out of their way and move
Because I am proud of who I am And I’m gonna scream it out loud Because I am Me and that surely fills me with the purest form of glee
So here I am, thirteen years old still on the ride, filled with even more pride And I don’t think I’m getting off anytime soon
Oh, the name of the ride? It’s called the rainbow ride
I wrote this for our English class which required us to perform a poem we made in front of class