Analysis of Roller Coasters

While riding on roller coasters
that weren’t really there,
Thoughts in my mind
I just couldn’t share.
They weren’t really secrets
Or things you wouldn’t have got
They just didn’t make it to my mouth
Before they were forgot.
Forgive me if I ramble
Or didn’t make a sound,
My head is hurdling down a track
And spinning round and round
Please don’t make me move around
Not even just my head,
Just let me lay here lifeless
And pretend that I’m dead.