"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 consider screamo their lullaby
for going to sleep. 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." -Pete Wentz