In the quiet corners of my mind,
Whispers of who I used to be,
Dance like shadows in the fading light,
A tapestry of forgotten dreams.
Wandering through the maze of time,
I search for fragments left behind,
Echoes call from distant shores,
Where once my spirit soared free.
The mirror holds a stranger’s gaze,
Reflections blurred by tears unshed,
Yet through the haze, a flicker of hope,
A path to rediscover what was lost.
In solitude, I find my strength,
Embracing change, the silence speaks,
A journey back to the heart of me,
To weave anew my own true song.