Who are we to think the world revolves around us
Who are we to think that good is considered the best choice
Who are we to take it upon ourselves to divide right from wrong
Chaos from order
White from black
Good from bad
Smart from stupid
Easy from difficult
Cheezy from worthy
Computers from monitors
Cars from bikes
Running from racing
God from Satan
Who are we to decide to put us in front of them
Us in front of those who deserve so much more
Those who deserve to be right
Those who deserve the world at their fingertips
Those who no matter what they say have no ability to quiet the voices in their heads
Those who hope that maybe just maybe they could live one day without the world falling upon their shoulders
Those who hope they don't have to hear from you
You who think you're the only one who divides greatness from incompetence
You who think you can divide abstract from reality
But it's not up to you
It's not up to you to get to decide who's good and who's bad
What's right and what's wrong
Who deserves to live and who deserves to die
Because it's not just something that is found in the contents of a first aid kit
It's not just something you can draw a line around to avoid like how you build a wall around your mind
A wall around what distinguishes you from them
You are not God
You do not get to decide who goes to Heaven and who goes to Hell
Who gets to drive a car and who has to walk
Who is successful with their attempt upon their own life and who gets to walk free
Who becomes the hunter and who becomes the hunted