Merry-Go-Round
I was just listening to “Fragments of Memories” by Nobuo Uematsu (from Final Fantasy VIII) and was inspired enough to write a simple poem. I think it’d be best if you listen to the music beforehand or while reading the poem, but if you don’t have the track, it’s ok 
As I ride this old merry-go-round.
I go up and down, round and round,
The horses jump up and down, round and round
To the slow chime’s lovely warm sound
The world seems to slow down
Up and down, round and round
The world goes still as I go
Up and down, round and round
All is dark outside the merry-go-round
The people I see all become just a blur
I can only see the vibrant sweet smell
Of cotton candy that fills the air.
Sometimes I wish the ride was over
That I may have some cotton candy, too
Sometimes I wish the ride was over
So I could be with the other people, too.
For the world does not go still
The world does not slow down.
As I ride this old merry-go-round.
I don’t go anywhere but round-and-round.
The lamps burn brightly in the night
Showing me the way in this simple ride
Up and down, up and down, the horses go
As I hope that soon my heart takes flight
In this old merry-go-round I choose to stay
I am always moving but never going.
I just drown myself in this sweet memory
Of riding this old merry-go-round.