To Each His Own

I cannot change the way I am,
I never really try,
God made me different and unique,
I never ask him why.

If I appear peculiar,
There's nothing I can do,
You must accept me as I am,
As I have accepted you.

God made a casting of each life,
Then threw the old away,
Each child is different from the rest,
Unlike as night from day.

So often we will criticize,
The things that others do,
But, do you know, they not think,
The same as me and you.

So God all his wisdom,
Who knows us all by name,
He didn't want us to be bored,
That's why we're not the same.

- Author Unknown -