I don't want to be another statistic,
Some suicidal teen
Who makes a choice to kill herself
When the world just seems too mean.
She can't go on with life,
Or so to her it seems.
Reality has fallen short,
And so have her many dreams.
 
I don't 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 don't want to be another statistic,
Some kid strung out on crack
Who started at a party
And now he can't 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 don't 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 don't 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 in the streets like a bum.
 
I don't 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 won't drop out of school
Because I'll use my head.
 
I don't 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?