In the quiet whispers of the night,
We search for who we are,
Shadows of dreams taking flight,
Beneath the endless star.
Through halls of laughter and tears,
We walk the winding road,
Facing our deepest fears,
While carrying a heavy load.
The mirror shows a face unknown,
A soul in constant change,
Seeds of wisdom slowly sown,
In a field vast and strange.
And as the days turn into years,
Our spirits find their voice,
Navigating through joy and fears,
In the journey of adolescence, we rejoice.