I don't wanna be another bad statistic, the one who's pessimistic, very vicious and also sadistic.
I don't wanna be another bad statistic, who constantly lies, who would willingly die all to keep one's pride.
I don't wanna be another bad statistic, who spends his day at a bar, who dropped out and is now sleeping in his car, and lets everyone pick at his mental scars.
I don't wanna be another bad statistic, who's choices are always bad, who's lived his life way to fast, all because he grew up without his dad.
I don't wanna be another bad statistic and yet, I'm already one step closer....
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You won't be Chris. Your eyes are open and too smart for that life. Great work, keep up the good writing. Captain Cur.