In the mirror’s gaze, I seek a distant face,
A reflection blurred by time’s tender lace.
Layers of stories, whispers of old,
Unveil the truth, silently told.
Through the winding paths of heart and mind,
Fragments of self, I’ve yet to find.
In shadows cast by light’s embrace,
I find my soul, in its rightful place.
The echoes of a name, softly spoken,
Pieces of a past, never broken.
From within, a voice, clear and true,
Guides me forward, in all I do.
As the dawn breaks, with hues anew,
I stand tall, with a vision skew.
Embracing all that I’ve come to be,
In this journey of identity.