Here’s To The Kids.
The
kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle
of coke and Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than
go to some vomit-stained high school party.
Here’s to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one
person who will never be there for them. Here’s
to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the
hood of a car, watching the stars. Here’s to the
kids who were never too good at life, but still were wicked
cool. Here’s to the kids who listened to Fall Out
Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV and blame
MTV for ruining their life. Here’s to the kids who
care more about the music than the haircuts.
Here’s to the kids who have crushes on a stupid
lush. Here’s to the kids who hum “a little
less 16 candles, a little more touch me” when
they’re stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday
night. Here’s to the kids who have ever had a broken
heart from someone who didn’t even know they
existed. Here’s to the kids who have read The Perks
of Being a Wallflower and didn’t feel so alone after
doing so. Here’s to the kids who spend their days in
photobooths with their best friends. Here’s to
the kids who are straight up smartasses and just
don’t care. Here’s to the kids who speak
their mind. Here’s to the kids who second guess
themselves on everything they do. Here’s to the kids
who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do,
and to the kids that are okay with that. Here’s
to the kids. This one’s not for the kids who always get
what they want, but for the ones who never had it at
all. It’s not for the ones who never get caught, but
for the ones who always try and fail. This one’s
for the kids who didn’t make it, we were the kids who
never made it. The overcast girls and the underdog boys.
Not for the kids who had all their joys. This one’s for
the kids who never faked it. We’re the kids who
didn’t make it. They say “breaking hearts is what
we do best,” and “we’ll make your heart be
ripped out of your chest.” The only heart that I broke
was mine, when I got my hopes up too high. We were the kids who
didn’t make it.
We are the kids who never made it.
NOTMINE/SWEET
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