this is for the boy who dreams of a home,

the dream chasers,

the wanna be nascar racers,

the kids who never got to be kids,

and the ones who hate the life they live.

 

this is for the ones who cries every night,

because they keep going left and never turn right,

the girl who never says a word,

but screams inside dying to be herd,

the boy who is captain of the football team,

only because he's trying to fulfill his fathers failed dream,

the kids who are scared to tell people their gay,

because they live in fear of what there peers will say.

 

this is for the boy who's heart has gone numb,

and the girl who prays every night that tomorrow won't come.

this is for the father that wishes he could be better,

and the mother who can't read her fallen soldiers final letter,

this is for the kids who don't wanna grow up,

and the one that think ok is good enough,

the ones who try just enough to get by,

and the students that are scared to go to school because of fights.

 

 this is for the single mother to 3 growing kids,

and the two boys and their love the satis quo forbids,

for the girls who's reality wasn't so kind,

and the kids in your class who keeps falling behind,

the boy who has the biggest heart,

but is made fun of because he likes make art,

this is for the dreamers with dreams so bright,

but they never pursues them, their mind and heart in a fight,

this is for the boy who is loved by this girl,

and hell never know that he sends her mind in a whirl.

this is for all who believe they are nothing,

because all together we nothings are something,

and although on this world we all walk alone,

right here in this poem is a place to call home,

a place written down where they are all in a line,

no one to separate no one is behind,

this is where everyones stories all start,

this is where I'll write the words of my heart.