I spend my days wondering why I existed
What was it I could change?
I spent my hours questioning justice
but was it really worth it?
If justice was as solid as my existence
why is it being questioned?
"**** the murders capture the thieves!"
is what they say
but in reality justice is just the will of people who can change it.
"Justice is what's right"
but do we really know what's good?
Are we really....the intelligent species in this scenario?