I stand before the mirror’s gaze,
Reflecting eyes, a soul’s embrace.
Who am I in this fleeting phase?
A wanderer finding my own place.

Beneath the layers, truths concealed,
The scars and smiles, the wounds that healed.
Each fragment tells a story veiled,
A mosaic of the self revealed.

Through shadows deep and light so bright,
I seek the path, the guiding light.
In silent whispers of the night,
I find my strength, my inner fight.

Embracing flaws, embracing grace,
In every line upon my face.
I write my tale, my own embrace,
A journey of self, in endless space.