What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see me, who I am, what I'll be?
Or do you dread what others might see,
As they look at my face and not at me?

I have something extra, there's no doubt,
An extra chromosome hanging about.
My life means nothing your love without.
So please don't be sad or cry or shout.

Give it the best shot that you can give,
And lets try a normal life to live.
Ask God those aweful thoughts to forgive.
Just wait and see how I'll struggle to live.

And if I go and happen to die,
Don't sit around all day and cry.
I'll have done my best to really try,
before I finally say good bye.

I will fill your heart with the purest love.
I'll always be your little dove.
Wether here or high above,
is not important, the importance is Love.