Carinval Ride

January 31, 2011
Carnival games, roller coaster rides, deep fried bananas
Screaming people, loud music, babies crying
Long lines, contests to win cars, job recruiters
The music vibrates beneath my feet
I dance along pretending I’m fine
I soak in the guitar
I drink the lemonade
I fake my smile
Pretend my eyes aren’t wondering
I know you’re here
You know I’m here
My heart beats faster and faster
The pain is beating on me like a drum
I’m looking for you
Brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin
I see you
But you no longer see me
I hold back the tears and go on a ride
To escape this carnival, to escape you

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