water my enemy

Water why do I forget about you.
Although you have nothing to offer me like food. (Another time) Everything thing I do or have thought is bathed in you. 
I even bath in you, wash in you, but so often forget you. 
Though I am constantly reminded, from the dishes soaking in the sink to the many cups half empty on my bed side table, and my phone apps tracking your consumption. 
I hide you in coffee in tea. 
Just to consume you again. A constant stream, flowing. 
Water why do you torture me, the worlds solvent, but you haven't solved any of my problems for me. 
I've tried to improve you with bubbles and flavors, but you always come back to me. 
I hate you , although you are me,
 I cannot become you fully. 
Even if I surround myself in you I have to come up for air. 
Water oh water why do you do this to me. 
Since writing this, I developed a sudden urge to pee, again you take my time away from me, I wish there was an easier way.
Although, I am lucky to have you in my life.
I feel more like a prisoner in yours.