Disorientation and perspective

Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,Will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,Feel like I’m glued on tight to this carousel.Come, come one, come all,You must be this tallTo ride this ride at the carnival… –  Melanie Martinez, CarouselContinueContinue reading “Disorientation and perspective”