In the quiet of the night, I find my truth,Amidst whispers of doubt, a gentle embrace,The mirror reflects not flaws, but proof,Of a soul learning its own pace.Through shadows cast by endless fear,I walk with courage, step by step,The echoes of judgment slowly clear,As self-love becomes my comforting rep.Beneath the layers of past mistakes,Lies a heart that seeks to mend,In acceptance, a new dawn breaks,Where healing and hope gently blend.So here I stand, with open arms,A journey of grace, no need to hide,In self-acceptance, I find my charms,And welcome the beauty I hold inside.