Please tell me if I made any mistakes and any constructive criticism would be great! 
I remember
when I used to run
through crisp morning air on a farm and school
buses were the scariest part of the day. Friends
would never care if you were popular
a struggling future
or social standard wasn't real. My future
self was a glamorous girl who wanted to be a doctor, who could remember
the hardest math and was a popular
celebrity. She ran
in the Olympics and won gold. She never broke a friendship
with a secret and she went to the top university after school
Life was rocketing past her. At that time a school
consisted of getting the monster truck during play time where dinosaurs would be my future
friends
and inventions, I would soak in the mud wherever I would be and all that I would remember
would be scraping my knees when i ran
and tripped. Then I would show off my scar and be miss popularity
Cooties would be the only thing that would make you unpopular
and a school
recess would consist of swings, playing tag and running
away from Mr. Wolf. The future
meant spaceships and robots that could remember
to clean your legos up in your rooms which you and your best friend
scattered playing mission to the moon. A friend
was a person who gave me their last stick of gum, treated me to a popular
show like Dragon Tales and remembered
my favourite day of the week. I loved Mondays because loved school
me and my friend would picture our futures
in a mansion with no basement because we would always run
away from them. Then it all changed. Running
out of basements turned into running away from home. Friends
would be lifelong and a future
was working hard during homework and staying in school.
Having lots of friends would be popular
which some of those I still remember.
Still, I remember when I used to run
through crisp morning air on a farm and school buses were the scariest part of the day. Friends
would never care if you were popular and you wouldn't exist in the future...
When growing up used to be a stairway, it is now a bottomless pit
I remember
when I used to run
through crisp morning air on a farm and school
buses were the scariest part of the day. Friends
would never care if you were popular
a struggling future
or social standard wasn't real. My future
self was a glamorous girl who wanted to be a doctor, who could remember
the hardest math and was a popular
celebrity. She ran
in the Olympics and won gold. She never broke a friendship
with a secret and she went to the top university after school
Life was rocketing past her. At that time a school
consisted of getting the monster truck during play time where dinosaurs would be my future
friends
and inventions, I would soak in the mud wherever I would be and all that I would remember
would be scraping my knees when i ran
and tripped. Then I would show off my scar and be miss popularity
Cooties would be the only thing that would make you unpopular
and a school
recess would consist of swings, playing tag and running
away from Mr. Wolf. The future
meant spaceships and robots that could remember
to clean your legos up in your rooms which you and your best friend
scattered playing mission to the moon. A friend
was a person who gave me their last stick of gum, treated me to a popular
show like Dragon Tales and remembered
my favourite day of the week. I loved Mondays because loved school
me and my friend would picture our futures
in a mansion with no basement because we would always run
away from them. Then it all changed. Running
out of basements turned into running away from home. Friends
would be lifelong and a future
was working hard during homework and staying in school.
Having lots of friends would be popular
which some of those I still remember.
Still, I remember when I used to run
through crisp morning air on a farm and school buses were the scariest part of the day. Friends
would never care if you were popular and you wouldn't exist in the future...
When growing up used to be a stairway, it is now a bottomless pit