I'm not sure what to call this

Every girl dreams about their perfect guy, their man, their dream, that one guy who every girl wants to just pop up in their life. Well I wish the world worked the way we wanted it to haha. In reality you have to go out and get what you want if you really want it. If shit just came to us then we'd all be rich, happy probably. Ya know, the world is kind of like a carnival ride, it flips you all kinds of ways while holding you down, suspended in mid-air, vulnerable, then when you get back on your feet you feel sick and shaky, but the adrenaline is pumping and you just wanna go do it again. A viscous cycle, life.