We are students
 

Some of us fail

Some misunderstood

Some prosper

Some are just late bloomers

You find yourself

Your crowd

Your personality

Your soul

Some get lost in the sea of drugs and hardship

Some get lost in the focus of the future

Some beat themselves up for every mistake

Some ignore their mistakes and  hide

But we are students

We are growing

We are learning

We so often loose our direction through the stress

Of the crowd

Of the work

Of what is expected of us

And we have to be guided

Towards our goals and towards our future

We need to be cared for and helped

Not to be treated as either golden

For our high grades and good work

Or treated as nothing

For our constant mistakes and hard times

Teachers

You are our guidance

Our educators

Our way to a bright future

But how can we prosper if all won't understand

That we are students

We are human

Not all of us are golden at once

That we have our moments where we are dim

Where we need guidance

Where some of us are too prideful or too embarassed to step up and say

"I want to be golden so help me be found,"

"Help me shine as bright as I can,"

"Help me conquer my future."

We are students

Who spend the majority of our school lives feeling as if we are just a grade

Just a grade

That our whole future is determined upon one letter

Which either marks us golden

Or nothing.