I have every right

Sometimes I think.
I Maybe too cocky,
I judge too much,
Who made me god?
I see all your flaws but none of mine,
I just can't hide under the notion
Am human?
Aren't we all?
I like it when am thrown down,
When am trumplled on,
When am deserted, 
Because then I feel the way you feel,
I like the judgment, 
I like being the victim,
I love looking odd,
Not fitting in,
Being the black sheep,
Maybe am sadistic,
I love being sad,
Because then I know am just like you,
Am not special,
I have a heart, 
And so I deserve to judge.

Kk