Over and out ^_^.
Edit:: Also I thought I would show my poem, just like inthe_modernage ^_^.
I draw polkadots all over my hands
While the boy next to me makes an
aeroplane of carefully crafted plastic.
The green ink stains my hands
It won't fly.
Dreaming to be somewhere else,
We all build our wings to our own
design and keep jumping
Till we fly like plastic aeroplanes
In an acryllic sky.
I smile to myself as the ink spreads
It doesn't show.
We're building up our wings
and falling into places
We don't know.
Places we were never meant to see
But never go.