I am who I am

In the world there is nobody like me.

Since the beginning of time there has never been another person like me.

Nobody has my smile. Nobody has my eyes, my nose, my hair, my voice. Nobody anywhere has my taste-for food or music or art.

No one sees things just as i do. In all the time there has been no one who laughs like me, no one who cries like me.

And what makes me laugh and cry will never provoke identical laughter and tears from anybody else, ever.

No one reacts to any situation just as I would react.
Im the only one in all of creation who has my set of abilities.

Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at some of the things Im good at;

but no one in the universe can reach the quality of my combination of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings.

Like a room full of musical instruments, some may excel alone, but none can match the symphony sound, when all are played togather.

Through all of eternity no one will ever look, walk, think or do like me. Im rare.

And as in all reality, there is great value.
Because of my great rare value, Lneed not atempt to imitate others.

I will accept my differences. And Im beginning to realise its no accidents that Im special.

Im beginning to see that God made me special for a very special purpose.

He must have a job for me that no one else can do as well as I. Out of the billions of applicants, only one is qualified;

only one has the right combination of what it takes.

That one is ME.