In the mirror, I seek to find,
The essence of my wandering mind.
A soul that’s traveled far and wide,
Yet always has a place to hide.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I’ve chased the dreams that fill the sky.
Each step I take, a path unknown,
Each breath, a whisper to the grown.

The scars I bear, they tell a tale,
Of battles fought and times I failed.
Yet in my heart, a fire burns,
With every lesson, strength returns.

So here I stand, still finding me,
A work in progress, endlessly.
With every dawn, a chance anew,
To honor all that I’ve been through.