My life is like a rollercoaster,
A rollercoaster that never seems to end,
Crying babies that don’t stop crying,
The fresh smell of fresh cut grass,
Being able to see so many animals,
And the whole time, all I could feel is how happy I was,
Even with the taste of fresh water in my mouth,
As Mathilda stepped out onto Lake Winnebago,
I could not stop thinking about how much my life is like a rollercoaster,
I grew up in Oshkosh, WI as a kid,
Leaving to go to England just meant I needed to make friends,
Friends that seemed not to like me,
Castles that were so big and wide,
Maddie would jump for castle to castle,
Hopping that I would become the queen someday,
Wanting to stop fighting with my parents,
To just be out on my own,
As, this is why life is a roller coaster.