In the quiet whispers of the night,
A teenage heart takes flight,
Dreams woven with threads of light,
In a world both vast and tight.

The mirror reflects a changing face,
Caught in between, a liminal space,
Where every day’s a new embrace,
Chasing dreams at their own pace.

Friendships bloom like morning dew,
Stories shared, old and new,
In laughter and tears, bonds grew,
On paths that diverge and renew.

With every step, they learn to see,
The person they’re destined to be,
In the dance of discovery,
Finding strength in uncertainty.