It was always out of our control.

A poem of when you feel like you went down the wrong path.

Rut.

Some people seem to have a rollercoaster life that is way out of control.

The title is referring to the grade I got on this poem. I really do relate to this one. I had hearts at the end of it if it helps you visualize the paper.

Sweet talking to you.

Falling into a hole that you have dug for yourself getting into a rut and not being able to escape.

Sometimes going seperate ways is the best you can hope for.

One going through life in a rut.

When your in a rut and it seems as though you can’t find a way through.