Rollercoaster

Rollercoaster, ohh Rollercoaster

We use you to make a point,

to convey metaphors,

to sound deep—

All while you stand there,

taking it all in.

But no one dares to use you

as the tool you truly are.

I think of you as something

I can do to practice bravery,

to tap into my limited human flesh,

and for a moment,

remind myself of the significance

of going on this ride.

It can be fun,

but it's also educational

and spiritually powerful.

It's how I conquer all my fears—

and the screaming reminds me

that I will always do the things I fear.

You remind me of that part of myself

that could never allow itself

to stand by and be scared—

a part of me that will always

run towards danger

because that's how I tap

into the limitless part of me.

That's how I activate it,

even for just a minute.

Standing in the queue,

terrified out of my mind,

I teach myself the concept

I so often forget:

mind over matter.

Mentally, I've conquered

all the small voices

that are always telling me

I shouldn't do certain things

simply because I'm scared.

So I'd like to thank you for your service.

There aren't many of us

who would look you straight in the face

and get to know you on a deeper level.

Even you are getting us

one step closer

to being like you.

You're more than a metaphor.

You're more than a scary ride.

You taught me fear,

then taught me how to ride it.