Uproar Poem by Anastasia Anastasia

U wanna run out of this huge machine -multiply- coloured,
The lights, music, people, showed their unstoppable goodness
Throw this havoc run faster then before to the safe place, to calmness.
When your swallowed, the fear in your head still works out
The moment of the end comes
So just run throw this fairground don't stay.
Just look to their faces they don t wanna catch you
Just wanna let you
cold and die.