Break my heart for what breaks yours

The other night i sat in a garage with a bunch of young teenage boys and girls. It literally broke my heart seeing the hopelessness in their eyes and in their actions. Young teenagers sitting around smoking at 10:30 on a school night, speaking ill of their families and their lives. Some bagging out their fathers and saying how much they hate them because they call them up and ask where they are and tell them that they love them. They dont realise some people would kill for their father to do that. Other kids who have just followed in their parents drunken druggo footsteps.
Normally an atmosphere like this wouldnt phase me, but something inside of me must be changing because i literally had to leave the garage and go wait in the car, and pray.
I'm so glad that i have something more to live for, we have what the world is searching for. I dont think i would still be alive if i didnt know God. Everyday would just seem so useless and un forfiling. I would hate to be the stereotyped teenager that lives for parties and sweet hook ups, i wouldnt want to get to the point where i base my existance on those things. I'm so thankful that i have found hope, i know i have a purpose, a destiny. I dont need to go through life searching for different people, different drugs or anything like that to fulfil me.
I really beleive there was a reason that i was placed in that garage with those young kids smoking and cursing. God wanted to remind me about what goes on in the majority of teenagers lives. He wanted to put a fresh stirring inside my heart to make a difference. Even though it broke my heart, it really has re-opened my eyes to the hopelessness of our youth.