Why judge when we’re all not perfect?
We’ve made mistakes that we can’t fix.
The mistakes that we’ve learned from,
The mistakes that we’re glad about,
Or the mistakes that make us tick.

Why judge when we have the same motive?
To be the best at what we do.
To better ourselves,
To be at the top,
To be the champ,
To be what we always wanted to.

Why judge when we are ignorant?
When we might not know the whole situation?
When we might not know all of the reasons for people’s violence, hate or depression?

Why judge when we all face a struggle?
Those situations that make us hurt.
The war we’re fighting,
Our acts of striving,
Why judge and make it worse?

Why judge when we have no right?
Why judge when there’s nothing you’ll gain?
Why judge when we’re all human?
Why judge when we’re all the same?