The Roller Coaster

Emilia Kicillof, Contributor, 7th grade

The Roller Coaster

Riding

On the

Roller coaster

Soaring up

And screaming

With no voice

But the one inside your head

You thought

You were

Tall enough

Old enough

Healthy enough

But no one

Asked

If you were strong enough

In your heart

Maybe you were

Maybe you weren’t

Maybe you were and then you weren’t

Maybe you weren’t and then you were

Likely you were somewhere in between

Likely it changed from turn to turn

On the roller coaster

It is you

It is you

It is you

Who

Thinks

Feels

Does

Maybe other people make the roller coaster

Maybe other people decide how you ride it

But it is you

It is you

It is you

Who

Chooses which ride

To go on

Chooses who

To ride with

Chooses why

You are riding

Chooses

What

You think

You feel

You do

Do you stay quiet until you are heard

Do you hide until you are seen

Or do you

Speak with strength

Stand with certainty

Put your arms up

Scream as the coaster

Coasts

Winds

Turns

Leaps

Up

Down

And

All

The

Way

Around and around and around

Until you and everyone is dizzy

Until you have all

Thought

Felt

Done

Everything

In

Just the right way

For you

The coaster comes to a spot

And no matter what

You must step off

Let others on

To choose

Their destiny