round and round we go round and round.

up and and down we go more down.

back and forth.



Im dizzy, this isnt fun anymore.



I swear if you dont let me go, ill be sick.

everything is spinning let me off.

This ride is sickening.



Please let go of my hand, I WANT OFF.

you cant hold me here anymore, please let me go.



Stop, your laughing and smiling is killing me.

This isnt funny.

cant you see my tears?

Im crying you fool.

Im not playing

im not joking, cut it out.



you think its funny,

you seem to laugh more

with each tear that falls out.

Find something else to play with.

my heart was not made for your entertainment





your game ended long ago.

I wont be played with anymore.





How would you like it if i played with your feelings?

if i took THEM for a ride?

i bet you would get sick of being pulled in every direction.

till you break from the extension.



How would you like it if i played a game.

if i strapped you in.

and let the car run till you could see the end.

the end with no safety net.

And the longer you stayed strapped in, the faster your heart would beat.

till you could hear it in your ears, and you give into your fears.

so tell me do you like it?



how is it dear, do you get a kick out of it?

like you did with me.



When i fought back your game came to an end.

i disposed of you
and you will not be let back in again