In the mirror’s silent gaze, I see
A deeper truth, a hidden me.
Layers of time, stories untold,
A tapestry of memories, bold.
Through the corridors of my mind,
Echoes of moments, intertwined.
Choices made, paths taken and lost,
The essence of self, at what cost?
In the quiet of the night, I ponder,
The meaning of self, a mystery to wonder.
Shadows of doubt, whispers of grace,
A journey of growth, an endless chase.
Embracing flaws, celebrating strengths,
The dance of life, in varied lengths.
An example of self, ever-changing,
In the tapestry of time, rearranging.