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The Rollercoaster


When I was 12 I rode my first roller coaster It was massive and gleaming in the sun People were waiting in this long line for a roller coaster that may not be fun I gave into peer pressure and waited in that long, and patient filled line he closer we got to the ride the more fearful I became, was I ready for this Hopeful that the ride was worth in the end Closer I got to the ride the more fearful I became, was I ready for this Soon I was in the front of the line My hands were sticky and my mouth became dry I was nervous My 20 seconds of courage was almost My last courage-filled act was to sit in the front row I almost backed out but I am no chicken I am a big girl and I can do anything I chanted And I believed The rollercoaster was AMAZING It was worth the wait in the end It had it's highs and lows, twist and turns, and flips That is what draws people in to ride roller coasters Because this roller coaster is called Life Humans are drawn to challenges because we have a desire to overcome our fears and prevail in the end Once we believe in ourselves with our 20 seconds of courage we can all tackle our Roller coasters no matter how big or small Cause the end result makes the ride worthwhile.
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