Sam Jones

Circles

Going round and round
Feeling bound
Spinning in circles
With the carnival sounds,
Waiting for the ride
To just subside
Insides full of fear
Just wanting to hide,
You say it was fun
Yeah but now it's done
With the ride slowing
Making me want to run,
We get off of it
And walk around for a bit
You say to me
Don't throw another fit.




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]


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