Title: Statistic
Author: Dominique Stevenson
I feel so empty inside, though I know something is growin�
I went through three whole months without even knowin�.
No money to go to the doctor to have him take it away
So do I keep it and watch another life waste away?
I can�t believe this is happenin�; this couldn�t possibly be.
To have a horrible situation come to a good girl like me.
I used to swear this wouldn�t happen; I�m much too smart for this
Thinkin' back on my situation and how it started from just one kiss.
A glance turned into a stare; flirtation came with hugs
Couldn�t, wouldn�t, refused to stop; addicted to it like a drug.
But he walked outta my life like a thief in the night.
Never bothered to look back, or to even think twice.
My family, friends, and lover are gone; i have nothin' now.
I gotta pull myself together, some way, some how.
All I feel is pain; in my mind, body, and soul
Why was no one there to keep me from losin� all control?
I bought some pills that will kill when taken.
This is so sad, the terrible choice that I�m makin'.
I should pray to God and get down on my knees.
But I�ve done too much wrong, He couldn�t possibly hear me.
So I place my life in my hands; I have everything to lose.
This is a tragic story, but it will never reach the news.
To think this could never happen to me wasn�t realistic
I�m sorry I allowed myself to become just another statistic.
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