Respuesta :

poem isn’t my best but i did try my best:

i hear others squealing and complaining.
i feel the strong gusts of winds flown at me.
i taste that bitterness in my mouth, the same taste when i’m nervous
i look down and see that everyone is the size of ants
i hear the ride creak forward
and we plummet down to earth as the roller coaster takes off


maybe use this as a base and improve it on your own :)