In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where echoes of dreams softly blend,
I find the whispers of who I am,
A journey that seems never to end.

Each shadow holds a hidden tale,
A piece of me waiting to be known,
Through the laughter, through the tears,
In solitude, my true self is shown.

Beneath the mask the world perceives,
Lies a heart that beats wild and free,
A tapestry of hopes and fears,
Weaving the essence of my identity.

I wander through the paths untold,
Seeking the light within my soul,
In every breath, in every glance,
I find myself becoming whole.