They told me to buckle up:

Life’s a ride

The twists, the turns, the drops

Buckle up

Put your seat belt on

But not too tight

And not too loose

Too tight and it will strangle you

Holding on to every last morsel of freedom you have left

Too loose

And you might just slip right out

They said to get to the fun part

You must wait

Anticipating, but not taking the action to get there

Just sit in the vehicle and wait, someone will press start.

You just sit in the vehicle, awaiting the drop

a moment of exhilaration one gets
merely from being afraid

Fear too much

You miss out

Fear too little

you get hurt

Then the drop comes

And its nothing what you expected

You approach the twists and turns

Blinded from the drop

Because during that drop

You closed your eyes

And in that second you did

you witnessed your life flash by

You tugged at the strap of your seatbelt

To their expectations of how tight it should be

And yet

You still weren’t good enough

You didn’t fear too much nor too little

And still, you missed the fun

You wonder how you will ever amount to more

How you can be like the girl next door

How life could stop being a bore

And it hits you

Stop trying to live up to others expectations

Follow your heart

Take it one day at a time

Leave your seatbelt on as loose or as tight as you want

fear as little or as much as you want

Because no one is stopping you

And the rules they deem you to follow to succeed in life

Prevents life from being a ride

Because you were too busy holding on and closing your eyes

Holding yourself back from being yourself

And closing your eyes and never witnessing the fun

That you almost lost it all

So how can life be a ride

When it never began moving

How can life be a ride

If YOU don't press start.