Another Statistic....

I dont want to be another statistic
Some suicidal teen
Who makes the choice to kill herself
When the world just seems to mean.
She cant go on in life
Or so to her it seems
Reality has fallen short
And so have 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 one night.

I dont want to be another statistic
Some kid strung out on crack
Who started at a party
And now he cant turn back
First cigerettes 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 walking home from school
Then raped 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 thought that it was boring
He thought that it was dumb
He doesn't 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 wont 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 its 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?