"The Lucky Ones" Poem

Teenagers.
Yes, teenagers are what we are.
One moment we’re up,
And the next we’re down.
Sometimes, life gets us so lost
We just feel like giving up in being found.
We chase big dreams,
And work out big plans for our futures.
Fashion Models,
Famous actresses,
And rock stars,
Driving down LA in our pimped out cars.
Most people just nod but really don’t believe,
And say, “Yeah, we’ll see…”
But we keep going,
With our eyes like stars, glowing.
We run and run
And try and try.
We do what we want to do,
And tell people putting us down to move.
Cause we’re teenagers,
And we want to major
In everything that makes us happy.
Teenagers are just in that state of mind.
I once thought that all teenagers were like us.
Hopeful and adventurous.
But I found out that those who are unlucky
Don’t see a point in setting outrageous goals,
If they might just get crushed.
They don’t see the reason for trying,
When others, in the past, have only left them alone crying.
But we are the lucky ones.
We spend our lives climbing the ladder
Higher and higher every single day.
We can see what lies ahead of us,
And it’s bright, just like the light in us.
We go out of our way to have fun.
We know how to make a mess,
But clean it up when we’re done.
We challenge ourselves to be magnificent,
And are definitely not afraid to do what’s different.
We can dance all night,
And just let go.
We do what’s right,
But we do tend to slip and fall.
And when we do, we get right back up
And learn from it all.
And when people look at us,
We say, “Go ahead, say what you want.”
Because we are the lucky ones.
We’re unstoppable.
We can get through any obstacles.
When things pull us down, we fight right back.
We don’t care if we “overreact”.
We’ll keep climbing that ladder,
Chasing our dreams, we are no slackers.
We’ll just keep going, and going, and going.
And when