Youth Poem by Rugwiza Arnold

Youth
We were supposed to be great at least that what we thought
Now we are constantly putt to the test and well we are still broke
Not our fault that's what we are told but who's fault is it will we know when we get old
Growing up our hopes were bold now we are uncertain of what our future may hold
Most are sad but happiness is what they show
We keep on trying even though we can't tell friend from foe.