In the quiet of the morning light,
I find shadows that dance with grace,
Echoes of dreams, whispers of night,
Revealing stories time cannot erase.

Beneath the stars, my heart takes flight,
Exploring realms of endless skies,
In solitude, I find my might,
A tapestry of truths and lies.

Through the valleys of my fears,
I walk with courage, step by step,
Embracing the laughter, shedding tears,
In the silence, my soul is kept.

Here I stand, a canvas of hues,
Painted with moments, bright and bold,
The story of me, in every bruise,
A tapestry of tales untold.