Every Morning

I wake up every morning with the Sound of SirensBlaring across townAnother murderAnother overdoseAnother deathI wake up every morning wondering what fresh hellThe world will throw at meWill it be losing the job because I was too brownOr losing the lover because my body was wrong in their eyesOr losing my identity to the maw of Society that says I’m not realI wake up every morning wonderingIs today the day?Is today the day that I die?The day that some fuck gets it in their head thatI don’t deserve to liveIs today the day I’m murdered?And every morning I get upPut on my make upAnd face this fucked up world that hates meThat owes me nothingAnd I. Demand. EverythingAnd I will not be deniedI dream of the day when waking upIs the easiest thing I have to do