Special?

Since I was young, they said I was special, unique, I stared at the mirror for hours each week. Seeking the truth in my reflection's gaze, Wondering what made me worthy of praise. Why am I special, what sets me apart? What purpose is hidden deep in my heart? I ponder these questions, lost in the strife, Why should I continue this journey called life? Is my existence just to fill a space, For those who love me, to leave no trace? Tomorrow's a mystery, unknown and wide, I walk through the darkness, with no guide.