In the quiet of the night, I seek
The whispers of my inner self,
Unraveling threads of who I am,
Beyond the shadows and dreams I keep.

Layers of stories, untold and vast,
Written in scars and laughter’s echo,
A journey of moments, fleeting yet profound,
In the tapestry of my being, I cast.

Through the mirror’s silent gaze,
Reflections shift and alter form,
I find the courage to embrace
The mosaic of my own unique storm.

Each step forward, a dance with the past,
In the rhythm of change, I stand tall,
Embracing the self I’ve come to know,
A never-ending quest, an identity vast.