My Worth

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I'm not an item to be rated.

I'm worth more than what's behind that dollar sign.

I'm not to be treated as a piece of gum, chewed then discarded wherever.

I have feelings too.

I'm more delicate than a freshly cut flower but stronger than vibranium.

There's more to me than a bump on a log,

More shades to me than the most impressive rainbow,

More twists to me than the most intricate maze,

More words in me than a dictionary.

It matters that I have a mind.

A personal gift from my Creator to me.

I possess a soul,

My core foundation,

Alike to a shoe's sole.

I dislike being isolated or left behind.

I am to be treated better than an animal.

I have been bestowed with a conscience,

from my birth to the day I die.

This gift in itself,

cannot be recreated by a scientist,

nor can it be remixed by a chemist.

My value is much greater,

than the pull of the newest fad,

more valuable than all the gold in existence,

More precious than the rarest gem in the universe,

Greater than the mightiest mansion that has ever stood.

This is all because I am,

A living, breathing human.

Made in Love's image and likeness,

Because God is love.

A/N

So.... comments? questions? any... erm... violent reaction? I'm not even kidding, I wrote this because I'm having a hard time and I really had to remind myself about the bigger picture.

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