Scarred

I used to wonder why all of the good people in the world die.  The other day I saw a quote that read, " If you're in a garden, which flowers do you pick? The most beautiful ones." But now, I lay awake in bed for hours, wondering why, why does god get to take the most amazing people? If you ask me, it's the most unfair thing to happen to someone.  Finally, I figured it out.  The people that die, they aren't just the good guys.  Bad people die all of the time.  The only difference is that the beautiful create the largest scars.  They create scars that live with you forever, and leave the most remarkable impact.