Why Poem by CJS Sincere

Why did my dad have to leave when I was five?
If he's a man.Why did he choose to hide?
Why can't people be real with you? Why they choose to lie?
Why my dreams stay grounded?
Why they don't choose to fly?
Why my best friend committed suicide?
Why he choose to die?
Why didn't I go to college?
Did I really try?
And why the teachers in high school act like they really care?
But as soon as you graduate they disappear?
Why I got to be scared?
Why can't death be the only thing I fear?
Why?

Why the people I went to high school with either dead or in jail?
Why do I fear going to hell?
Why I grew up seeing guys making money being drug dealers?
and then get older and the same guys turn out to become real killers.
Why they got to have cop at school?
And why the cops aren't any good?
Kids still getting shot at school.
When did being a fake thug become so cool.
Why did my best friends rob me?
Maybe I was the fool?
But that wasn't cool!
Why?

Why did my girlfriend cheat?
Then messed around got pregnant.
She think she won, but who really got beat?
Why is what I say so real?
Why don't I care what people really think about my work if its negative?
Why am I such a giving person?
Then I turn around get taken advantage of and became a bitter person.
Why do I think the end is coming?
Maybe I think the next president isn't going to do nothing.
Why my best friend got to stand out?
Why cant we just blend in?
Why do people make interracial couples feel like they committed a sin?
Why I been this real and never got paid a dime?
Why cause I'm black and a poet I can't rhyme?
Why?