In this life, from time to time,
you will be tempted to think:
What in the hell is wrong with me?
Why can’t I be everything that others
expect and demand me to be?
The answer is easy:
It’s because you’re not supposed to be.
You see, you are my masterpiece;
I made you beautifully and uniquely.
There has never been,
and there will never be,
I imagined you into being;
I dreamt you into existence.
Before anything else was made
you were an idea in my mind.
An idea that brought
a smile to my lips
and joy to my heart.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made,
so do not allow the circumstances of this life,
or the voices of this world,
to cause you to question yourself.
Never doubt your value and worth,
for you are priceless to me.
And someday others will see that.
You just go be you.