You ask how I have the audacity to think I matter when there are 7 billion people on this earth
But you would never take the sea and deny its wonder
You would never take a rose and deny its beauty
And you would never take a dollar bill and deny its worth
You ask how I have the audacity to think I matter
When you listen to the rain and feel peace as each drop hits the ground and you lose track of time
You ask how I have the audacity to think I matter
When there are more dollar bills
More roses
More stars
And more rain than there are people and yet
Every day you find beauty in the littlest of things
But somehow
You have the audacity to think none of us matter
When we all have something to give
Something to love
Something to change
So I ask you
How can you have the audacity to think none of us matter
When there are 7 billion people on this earth
And 5 quadrillion square feet of earth to change?
