Am I Special?
Because you make me feel special.
Your smile reaches your dimples making my cheeks turn red.
My witty comment has been blown away with that smile.
My mind is frozen and my voice wont work.
The sounds in the back ground is replaced with the sound of my heart.
The moment is gone as fast as it came.
Friends laughter brings me back to earth.
I keep sneaking peaks at you wondering if I'm making this all up.
Then I catch "that" smile out of the corner of my eye.

When I am alone i feel inadequate.
I can feel Satan telling me I'm no good and how could I even think I'm a daughter of God.
Before I meet you I thought I wasn't special because I felt like me.
But you helped me realize I am a somebody special because more people then God loves me