Merry Go Round

[raileus]

Pull me up then drop me down,
Spin me like a merry go round,
Too many thoughts floating in my head,
Just want to get some rest.

Always too hot,
Or
Always too cold,
Always too sick,
But still I can't let go.

Just want to dream of a better tomorrow,
Don't want to think of all my sorrows,
I can't be more but I can't be less,
I think Cioran is the one I like the best.

For I delight in my joy and suffer in my sadness,
I am a broken toy,
a lost boy,
a dark soul without gladness.