In the mirror’s gentle gaze I stand,
Seeking truths in whispered dreams,
Each line and curve a map unplanned,
A journey of countless themes.

Beneath the surface, shadows play,
Echoes of past and future blend,
Through silent nights and vibrant day,
The stories of my soul extend.

Layers of history, scars untold,
In every heartbeat, a tale unfolds,
A tapestry of moments bold,
Woven in threads of silver and gold.

I am the sum of laughter and tears,
A mosaic of hopes, dreams, and fears,
In the quiet depths, my truth appears,
A melody that only the heart hears.