She knows me

I was never the prettiest
I was never the smartest
I was never the fastest
I was never the most artistic
I was never the most talented
but there was this one thing
I always felt special
I always knew I would do something special
I made lots of mistakes
still making them
I shake them off
sometimes it takes a minute
a day
a month
sometimes it takes year
some I am still shaking
but
I still know that I am special
I look in the mirror
I look myself in the eye
and
I smile
and
I like that I am sharing this secret with that person smiling back at me
she knows me better than I know myself
does she know what makes me special ?
what special think I will do
I believe she does