In the quiet corners of a restless mind,
Echoes of inadequacy softly unwind,
Like shadows that dance in the fading light,
Whispering fears in the stillness of night.
There lies a garden of unspoken dreams,
Where hopes are woven with fragile seams,
Each flower a wish, yet to unfold,
Held back by whispers that quietly scold.
The mirror reflects a face unknown,
A story of courage yet to be shown,
Yet in the heart, a flicker remains,
A flame that defies the whispering chains.
So rise with the dawn, let the light take hold,
For within you lies a strength untold,
Beyond the shadows, beyond the fear,
Lies the truthâyour worth is clear.