Best Statistic Poems

You look at me,
And think you see
Another stereotypical teen
Who drinks, gets high,
And tries to make life easy,
But you're wrong.
That’s not me.

I refuse to let the world take over and control my mind,
And I refuse to do the drugs that kick me from behind. 
I’m not...

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I will not be another black statistic
Selling ny body to get money for clothes
Going around being preppy when everyone knows
Doing my best so I don't get called a hoe
In this life I'm living there's no joke
Trying to be beautiful when the world puts you down
Killing...

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This may seem pessimistic,
But honestly I’m a statistic,
Craving only the face of tomorrow,
Without the inclusion of this sorrow....

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I was born, PLUS ONE.

I am a girl, PLUS ONE.

I am Asian Indian, PLUS ONE.

I was an Orphan, PLUS ONE.

I have Polio, PLUS ONE.

I wear a Leg Brace, PLUS ONE.

I was Adopted, PLUS ONE.

I Inherited an American Family, PLUS ONE.

I Lived on an American Farm,...

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I would rather be a statistic!
My little girl is my world, my star and my universe
distant from the unbearable quasar which is her mother
I cannot describe her while maintaining homeostasis or my positive energy
Vulgar clouds are storms
My terminology is so derogatory without intent
See I was...

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A Statistic

Sometimes I feel tired of being in my own skin....feeling overwhelmed with sin that’s not my own...sorrow overbearing with thoughts of black teenagers that will never be grown...men, and woman dying as children...because they were shot by cops that are the same color of...

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Here I brought you a few things
I thought they'd come in handy
expectin a present, not quite
no cards or chocolate candy.

I brought you a bottle of listerine
since you doin all that spittin
nothin but toxins comin out
maybe your tongue,
you should have bitten.

Toilet paper to clean up
all that...

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If you are ever feeling down 
know that love can always be found
and there is help just look around
don't ever give up 
try not to live up
to the statistics 
peers are your own worst critics
put down the gun
there is no reason none
none at all 
so...

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I'm somebody I don't want to be

Sick in the mind 

Is how trusted ones have nurtured me

Sweet and naive 

What a bad combination

Torn to shreds and built up 

Into a new creation

Sometimes I sleep

And don't dream

But have flashbacks

And see pictures with bad means

"Get this out...

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So you feel, like a miscarriage
a miracle of statistic, boxed away and sealed

Where love-lost is a permanent condition
Faith a contra-septive thats declining with permission

And you kneel, and you kneel

And you feel, all that you portray
is a poetic world-view, that turned to ash and blew away

Where...

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I'm lost in the world
I've become another 
STATISTIC
We were together 
Things were supposed to be better
Now your gone
All alone
Look at what happened
My parents always knew
But I tried to prove
That my life would be great
Instead
I just made a mistake
Trying to make sense of it
I can't
I'm just...

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A survey put to a gambling mix,
posed questions on gambling tricks.
It states from the outset,
with Russian roulette,
that it’s safe, claimed by five out of six....

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My rock is gone
With hopes and dreams
Leaving me here
Life splitting at the seams.

He gave me words of love
And showed actions of hate
Restored to me my life
Made me think we were fate.

An argument here
A harsh word there
But always returning
With his previous love and care.

Now I'm free...

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Looks like people are ignoring
Physical distancing in crowds
In St. John’s Newfoundland as seen
By new photo evidence

In night club dancing and street groups.
Soon, proof that Covid-19 can
Travel in the air we breathe from
Coughs, sneezes and close contacts

Will be made real by WHO.
Keep using masks, washing hands,...

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Statistic
Stop the presses roll the presses stop the presses roll the presses stop the 
presses roll the presses stop the presses roll the presses man is just a 
murdered victum just an ad campaign gone wild just a circumstantial incidental 
mark in time a blood...

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