There’s a thin line between hero and villain.
Everyone’s a hero in their own story,
But someone must be the villain.
Both are born through trauma and grief,
Yet one rises above
While one brings others down.
A gentle push from fate
Spirals an innocent mind.
Eventually a choice is made.
The proverbial line is drawn.
And teetering on that line
Is the indifference of man,
Waiting for their push.

you see me differently
i see you differently
they see us both the same
what a mistake they made

When Sarah Kay said "we all sound the same underwater"

I realised some people belong to outer space.