We wanna heal but yall aint letting us heal. Tha salt be pourin and burnin our open wounds like there aint no sun. We scream but yall take pictures of our screams for tha world to see and give weak sympathies. We tired as hell of tha fakeness. Yall tell us to fake til we make it, but that aint workin for us today. You aint wanna us win like DJ Khaled wanna us win. You just like us when we hurt. You hungry to use our pains as your inspiration porn. Look, our traumas aint your damn porn. We grieve every century knowin none of this finna change in 2021. We just wanna live in our truths and blackness without nasty white gaze. We just wanna know.. Why?