When the world just seems too mean.
She cant go on with life
Or so to her it seems
Reality has fallen short
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 15
But it felt so right
She thought theyd be together
For more than just a night
I dont want to be another statistic
Some kid strung out on crack
Who started at a party
and now she cant turn back
First cigarettes and alcohal
Now meth crack and cocaine
Shes been smoking it so long
That now hes 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 cant tell her parents
And it hurts to tell her friends
She doenst know what shell do
To make this nightmare end
I dont want to be another statistic
Some kid out of school
Who dropped out early
And was acting like a fool
He thought 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 sterotypical teen
Im gunna make a difference
Ill finish with my dream
I wont end up pregnant
On drugs or even dead
I wont drop out of school
Because ill use my head
I dont want to be another statistic
To fit into some mold
Of what society thinks of kids today
Because its 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?
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