In the quiet whispers of the night,
I search the corners of my soul,
For fragments of a hidden light,
That make this broken heart whole.
Shadows dance upon my skin,
Reflecting stories left untold,
Each scar a testament within,
To battles fought, and strength bold.
Beneath the layers of disguise,
Lies a heart yearning to be free,
A spirit that no longer hides,
Embracing every part of me.
Through the mirror of my mind,
I see a face so brave and true,
Every flaw and every line,
Painting a portrait of you.