the rollercoaster ride of life
one day it’s smooth the next day strife
go up a hill the view delights
then down real quick from such great heights
the unexpected rears its head
some twist or turn or flip instead
of straight ahead the track so clear
you never know cause you don’t steer
remember when you puked yourself?
that other time you peed yourself?
why can’t things be predictable?
i’d do with less despicable
this rollercoaster ride won’t stop
until you’re dead and then you drop