In the shadow of my own self, I wander,
Seeking worth in echoes, chasing after light.
A mirror shows a face I scarcely ponder,
Whispering doubts that haunt the quiet night.

The world spins tales of greatness all around,
A race of endless striving, never still.
Yet here I stand, my feet upon the ground,
Wondering if I’ll ever fit the bill.

In silent moments, when the world retreats,
A gentle voice within begins to speak.
It tells of strength in every heart that beats,
Of beauty found in all that’s deemed unique.

So here I stand, embracing every flaw,
A tapestry of dreams and hopes untold.
In knowing I am more than what I saw,
I find my worth, my story to unfold.