Classroom full but half of us are alone .
Silent screams unheard and hidden identities unknown.
All sometimes questioning where in life we went wrong. .
Feeling crazy cause the questions in our head won't mute
& the last questions on our mind is “what would Jesus do”
Wwjd. but where is He?
Let's be honest
When the going get tough a friend in him ain't who we run to!
See, our elders keep preaching to us but they aren't teaching us.
But the good they keep forcing down our throats are so absent within themselves.
See, now you're a hypocrite.
Tell us not to do something then you run out and do it!
But it was by mistake, right?
& I'm the kid but, I can't mistakes right?
When I do it’s a fire!
Save me the rain cause as soon as I'm asleep mama’s doing the same. .
Tryna be my own person but mama you mistake me for you.
How dare you expect more of me but everything ever poured into me was you?
What was “babygirl” suppose to do?
Keep saying our generation is terrible.
But if one person would've listened it would've made a difference.
Parents wanna be friends not providers.
& when we need yall most yall just too tired.
Men trafficking our girls, jailbait.
Boys in these streets, court date.
Our questions unanswered, because our parents aren’t home.
Nowhere to go, so it’s the streets we roam.
Every girl’s boyfriend is her king
But he doesn't love ‘er.
So is your body his throne?
But he could only do what you let go on. .
Father's suppose to lead as examples
But the only thing they done seen fathers demonstrate is “hide and leave”.
Mother's scream.
“How long do I let this go on God?”
wdigwg. Where did I go wrong God?
Take a look at home. . .
Your child with a heart full of dreams,
Carrying burdens tucked away by their sleeves.
& the only thing they have of you . .
Is the speed of when you leave.