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I won't be another statistic,

the one people shake their head at and sigh,

"what is she doing,

exchanging her soul for a mask of lies?"

 

I won't be another statistic,

some drunken little girl,

who met some cool friends at a party,

and gave alcohol a whirl.

 

She was only sixteen,

but it really felt so right.

Yet, the moment she got behind the wheel,

was the mistake that shaped her last night.

 

 

Reviews

[Lexy]

This is really good. The only suggestion I have to make is that you switched POV. You went from first to third and it might be better if it was just First person from the first stanza.