Within the world’s vast tapestry, I stand alone,
A single thread, distinct and brightly sewn.
My essence whispers in the silent night,
An echo of a soul, unfettered and bright.

In the mirror’s gaze, I find my truth,
Unmasked, unbound, unflinching in my youth.
A dance of shadows and light, uniquely mine,
A testament to the self, a spark divine.

Through storms and calms, I hold my ground,
In the symphony of life, my solo sound.
Each step I take, a mark of my own,
In the mosaic of existence, I’m fully grown.

So here I stand, a beacon in the night,
With dreams and fears, in equal measure, tight.
The path I walk, a journey of the self,
In the book of individuality, I’m a story to tell.