In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where thoughts like whispers softly tread,
I wander through the echoes, undefined,
In search of dreams that gently spread.

A tapestry of hopes and fears entwined,
Like shadows dancing in the night,
I weave my story, thread by thread,
In the silent glow of twilight’s light.

Through valleys of doubt and peaks of grace,
I find the strength to carry on,
In every tear and every embrace,
The essence of who I’ve become.

With each dawn, a new chapter unfolds,
A canvas painted with my soul’s hues,
In every heartbeat, my story’s told,
A symphony of my own truths.