we're the kids hiding in the shadows
staying out of your way
(we're just nuisances)

we're the kids who bring extra lunch money
(tape it to the top of your locker)
because we know you'll take it.

we're the kids who take AP classes
(because we're smart)
so you can tell us how stupid we are.

we're the kids who dress in black and neon
(who cares if we're not the same?)
because we'll never be trendy

we're the kids
whose lives are supposed to suck
but we find
beauty in the broken
hope in the hopeless
love in the forgotten
and joy in the cynical.

we're the kids
you wish you were.