i dont want to be another statistic, some suicidal teen, who makes a choice to kill herself, when the world just seems to mean. She cant go on with life or so to her it seems, Reality has fallen short and so have her many dreams.
I dont want to be another statistic, some pregnant little girl, who met this great guy and then gave sex a whirl. She was only fifteen, but it felt so right. She thought they'd be together for more than just a night.
I dont want to be anotehr statistic, some kid strung out on crack, who started at a party and now he cant turn back. First cigarettes and alcohol, Now meth, crack and cocaine. He's been smoking it so long, that now he's gone insane.
I dont want to be another statistic, Some girl left in the rain, who was walkin home from school, Then rapped and left in pain. She can't tell her parents, and it hurts to tell her friends. She doesn't know what she'll do to make this nightmare end.
I dont want to be another statistic, Some kid out of school, who dropped out really early and was acting like a fool. He thougth that it was boring, he thought that it was dumb. He doesnt have an education, but lives on the streets like a bum.
I dont want to be another statistic, Some stereotypical teen, I'm gonna make a difference, I'll finish with my dream. I won't end up pregnant, on drugs or even dead. I wont drop out of school because I'll use my head.
I dont want to be another statistic, To fit into some mold, of what society thinks of kids today, because it's getting kind of old. Not all of us are bad, In fact most of us are good. When will the world see us and give us credit like they should?