WHO AM I? A SON, A STUDENT,OR AM I A DAUGHTER, I KNOW I AM LOVED . SO WHY AM I FEELING,SO ALONE..AGONY THAT CLAWS AT MY MIND,YOU SEE TODAY I BECAME A STATISTIC. I DIED AND AS I LOOKED DOWN FROM ABOVED,I SEEN THE GRIEF,FROM MY FREINDS AND MY  PARENTS,GRANDPA AND GRANDMA WHO LOVED ME SOOO.OH HOW I WISH I COULD GO TOBACK,YESTERDAY ,THE OVERWHELM  OF TEARS , I THOUGHT THERE WOULD BE MORE  SYMPATHY FOR ME ME....BUT I ONLY SAW HUNDRED 'S BODYS THAT WHERE LIKE ME WITH THOUGHT IN THERE MIND THEY WOULD LIVE FOREVER,BODIES THAT BADLY MANGLED AS MINE.I WAS NOW KNOW AS ANOTHER "TRAFFIC FATALITIES" THAT WAS NOT THE TITLE MY   F AMILY HAD FOR ME..BUT NOW ALL MY FAMILY DREAMS ARE NO W."ASHES TO ASHES'' and my life is over ..teenage auto's indestructible driving,"ASHES TO ASHES..CRUNCH