Enter Carousel.

I have conscience, but sometimes anger comes
Although it is a drug, and it destroys you completely
And slowly

I will not let it take over me
Not again
I am done with it

Life is made of wonders and assholes
Tick of the time makes us mad
Yet you know what comes around, also goes.

They will fit their fate
They will taste their actions
On their own skin and blood
They will know
And you will be better
You are marvelous
Waiting just the time to be better
Enter this carousel, delight yourself.
It is not addictive, it is just a fulfill, your inner will.