In the mirror of dawn, I seek the truth,
A reflection blurred by the whispers of youth.
Layered beneath the skin, stories untold,
Each scar, a chapter, each wrinkle, bold.
The shadow dances in the light of past,
Echoes of dreams that never last.
I gather fragments, piece by piece,
Crafting identity in quiet release.
Through the eyes of the soul, I wander free,
Embracing the unknown, what I am meant to be.
The essence of self, a tapestry weaved,
In the heartâs quiet, I have believed.
Journey through time, in endless flow,
Layers of change, in the seeds I sow.
The mirror now clear, I see with grace,
In the dance of life, I find my place.