inside her mind,
It was dizzying, that, she couldn't deny,
Each note seemed to push her further inside,
No one can resist the nostalgia of a carnival ride,

But there was something eerie about this place,
None of the entertainers carried a happy face,
The clowns seemed depressed, the ringmaster disgraced,
Even the lion endlessly paced,

The ground began to tremble ever so slightly,
The gates slammed shut, as they had to nightly,
Trapped in the neon jungle, she held her breath tightly,
It was hard to think with the sky lit so brightly,

The music grew closer and then faded out,
The sound of the silence was drowned by a shout,
"Welcome, my dear," she heard something pout,
'What the hell happened? What's this all about?'