Where is my water ?
But not just any ordinary water
Water to heal the scars on my arm  where a razor once went across
Water to heal the empty holes in my body where happiness used to fill
Wash away my pain as if I put my heart in a whirlpool machine
Clean my misery as if you took a sponge and bathed my heart

As I stand and look at this crooked road somebody called life the uneven pavement  causes me to trip

Full of ambition
My character created
But my case never opened neither closed
As victim is only a 13 year old girl
But rapist a 22 year old man
Like Tupac said real eyes realize real lies
Yes I've thought of suicide
But society already killed me with the stereotypes cause I'm black

But please don't over think
Think past my broken smile and into my broken heart

My case closed
My pain dehydrates my soul a drought filling my body
It ignited  a fire
My heart is starting to crack like the grounds in Bakersfield California
Please tell me where is my water?

Please make sure my water is not boiling for it will only spread my pain like wildfires up throughout my body

Can you feel my pain?
Well Our pain.
As their names replay  throughout people's mind but you tend to forget

Maybe we've already died and have been mourned over already cause I already feel forgotten like Mike Brown as he layed in the sidewalk for four hours
While people treating the blood like water just because it's from a black man but forgetting about the stain on the concrete

The bittersweet taste broadens my senses
Like a grapefruit with a little sugar on top

As a mother first looks at her child and thinking oh how precious he is and that one day he'll  make  something of himself but not knowing of his near to be passing away at only 17

As I watch myself grow up out my mother's womb
She'll still mourn over my dead body even if it's been 3 years already

As one of our own is sitting in something we like to call the oval office
Helpless because these cases are not even making it in the Supreme Court

We are creating a emotionless world
Half of society sits and mourn while the other forgets  what it's even like to cry
With liberty and justice for all?
Maybe our own pledge had a tiny fine print written under that saying *excluding blacks*
That people can get away with raping and killing us maybe they want us to be up all night crying  cause we just lost a son or a husband

As guns are getting in the hands of our enemies
Another lifeless body
Another person forgotten
As tears fall from my eyes
But please tell me where is my water?