I’m Special
In all the world there’s 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 hands and my voice

I’m Special
No one can be found who has my hand-writing
Nobody anywhere has my tastes – for food or music or art
No one sees things just as I do

I’m Special
In all of time there’s 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

I’m Special
I’m the only one in all the creation who has my set of abilities
Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at one of the things I’m good at,
But no one in the universe can reach the quality of my combination
of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings
Like a roomful of musical instruments, some may excel along, but none can match the symphony sound when all are played together
I’m a symphony
Through all of eternity no one will ever look, talk, walk think or do like me

I’m Special, I’m Rare
And, in all rarity, there is great value
Because of my great rare value, I need not attempt to imitate others
I will accept – yes, celebrate – my differences

I’m Special
An I’m beginning to realize it’s no accident that I’m Special
I’m 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 all the billions of applications, only one is qualified
Only one as the right combination of what it takes

That one is me. Because…. I’m Special