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Poetry Contest Entry

Grief
Artist - Anya
© Anya


Statistics

~By Princess Cibbi Sielu


I can't wait to be a statistic
people aren't being realistic
kids taking to much medicine
or putting bullets in there heads
and still no one cares
welfare got cut off
I got four sisters and I gotta take care of them all
I'm not the youngest or the oldest
but still I gotta do the work

Getting blamed for stuff that ain't my fault
I didn't ask to be born
let alone your slave
you wanted a boy, don't blame that on me
Just cause you can with every other damned thing
I can't wait to be a statistic
now that's realistic
In a world where no body gives a damn
It makes me wonder who I am
never knowing, never showing any feeling but pain
I have friends who don't remember my name
Saying hi every morning
just a programmed response
watching from the back seat with my own two eyes
I fight to stay alive
only so much a person can take
not sitting down long enough to be able to think
gotta take care of the family, they insist
and I must persist
looking for happiness
nowhere, somewhere, anywhere but here,

I don't want to wait to be a statistic
jumping off of buildings
onto the asphalt
no more wishing to be lifted off the ground
sick of hearing the same ole' rhyme "you ungrateful child"
to you it's dumb,
to me it's life
I dream for my body to be numb
I can't wait to be a statistic
damn, that's realistic


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