As I pave down the aisle
My essence lights the way
Being unique makes me strong
I can sit longer than the average human and not get tired
I can use my hand to communicate
I can read with my eyes closed
I talk in a fashionable distinct way
I am nothing but a gift from the Almighty
Wherever I go people stare at my glory
I am a rare gem in the deep ocean
Only the lucky ones find me
And the gifted ones pick me
I am not a weak soul
I am not a pity
I have talents
I have goals
A special human created from a unique clay.
