In the mirror’s sullen gaze,
Where whispers of doubt reside,
I search for truth in fleeting rays,
Yet shadows in my mind abide.

With every step, a hesitant pause,
The world a stage of silent fears,
Behind the smile, a hidden cause,
A tapestry woven with unseen tears.

Beneath the surface, the current calls,
A river of questions, never still,
In the quiet, my courage stalls,
An echo of dreams I long to fulfill.

Yet through the storm, a light may break,
A gentle voice that softly sings,
Insecurities, like stars, may quake,
But from their tremor, strength springs.