In the quiet corners of my soul,
Lies a story, yet untold.
A journey through the shadows deep,
Searching for the identity I seek.
Through the whispers of the night,
I chase the echoes of my light.
Fragmented pieces, scattered far,
Like a constellation of a distant star.
Reflecting on the mirrors of time,
Each crack reveals a hidden rhyme.
The mosaic of my life, it shows,
The essence of my being, it knows.
Embracing flaws and strengths alike,
I find my path, my spirit’s strike.
In every breath, in every stride,
My true identity, I shall not hide.