Our teachers tell us
We can be anything we want to be.
If we believe hard enough, we could accomplish anything
Like the underdog who gets beat up in the opening scene
And is the hero by the end credits.
But without a script, life doesn’t happen this way.
Unless it’s a bunch of famous actors
Getting paid to back off
From the outcasts
And the losers
And the ones that the rich kids
Beat up
Every Thursday after school.
We can try as hard as the next kid
Or harder
In hopes that one day
We will escape their words
And their punches
And no one will beat us up anymore
Except ourselves.