I learned life is not what it seemed,
when I was sitting on those rusty swings.
Now every dream I dreamed,
has been crushed since the day I spred my wings.
-i love this, saying how since you joined the gang all your dreams are gone.

People can relate to this. Wanting to join a group so badly, then as you do you realize it isn't worth it.

Amazing Poem<3
5/5

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE it.

Today I have stumbled across so many beautiful poems, but this is till now THE BEST!!

One thing only: spread, not spred.

Other than that, omg,, those changes between the beginning and the end. It's like learning from mistakes, but in a melodramatic way! I LOVE it. On a swing at first, envying... then at last, on a swing, regretting.

How dramatic the scene is!! Did I mention that I love it.. ?? :)

AWESOME WRITE>