No one like me!

When compared to others, a rage ignites within. Thoughts swirl, questioning the basis of their kin. Actions speak louder, proving them wrong. But beneath the surface, a sadness lingers on. Their words echo, 'Why did they say that?' Actions respond, 'I'll show them my way.' Standing tall, with a proud smile so bright, Positive thinking whispers, 'You're a unique light.' There's no one who laughs like you, No one who speaks like you, No one who walks like you, No one who shares your personality, so true. So what's so common that they compare? What do they see that's so similar there? Why judge and compare when differences abound? It seems their sight is clouded, innocence unbound. Compare me to others, and I'll smile with pride. THERE IS NO-ONE LIKE ME, I'll stand and thrive.