In the quiet of night, a whisper speaks,
Of transformations, silent yet profound,
A world unknown begins to peak,
As youth to maturity is gently bound.

The mirror reflects a face anew,
Eyes sparkling with curiosity’s gleam,
Emotions raw, yet ever true,
Navigating the currents of a timeless stream.

Voices deepen, hearts beat fast,
A symphony of growth and silent fears,
Each moment, fleeting, never meant to last,
In the tapestry of our tender years.

Friendships blossom, and sometimes fade,
As paths diverge and futures call,
Yet in this journey, unafraid,
We find ourselves, amidst it all.