Black Lives Matter Most

Is this what life came to at the end

I’m broken stress I just need a hand

Shot me once I’m bleeding hold me down stop breathing take my pain once again you say it’s okay but let’s no pretend u get to laugh at my face while I have to live in a grave you get to cry you get a laugh you get to watch your kids grow and make everyone know that you are alive you get to see the sunrise but I have to die why is it like this why does one automatically have happiness while I have to fight for it can’t you see there’s no such thing as equal Live in a world where everything we do is illegal we breathe we die we say hi we die we talk we die we move we die we stare we die so I lay in bed and just cry hiding from everything that took me away take my pain just for a day understand but it’s not OK