Tell me why

Tell me why I cry-cry at the sight of brothas and sistas slaying themselves, over them fairytales.

Tales of deceit, lies, and cheatin.   Themselves, they continuously be beatin.   Must we fight?   With all our might?

Tell me why they lie-lie to our faces.   Fillin our empty spaces.   Makin us feel good.   If only we could.

They tell us how to feel, how to deal.   No more lies!   No more tears from our eyes!   Tell us the truth!   So we won’t fight nail and tooth!

Tell me why I die-die from the pain of heartache.   My heart’s at stake.   No one notices me.   I go through life invisibly.   If only I could love; then, I’d soar high above.

Tell me why, tell me why.

Why, oh why.