In the mirror, I seek the truth,
A reflection of dreams, a fleeting youth.
Beneath the surface, where whispers hide,
Lies the essence, my inner guide.

The shadows dance, casting doubt,
Yet in the silence, I hear a shout.
A voice that calls from deep within,
To embrace my flaws, to let life begin.

Through the storms and gentle breeze,
I find strength in the rustling leaves.
Each step forward, though sometimes small,
Is a journey towards the self, standing tall.

In the tapestry of time, I weave my tale,
With threads of courage, I set sail.
Embracing the light, the dark, the whole,
I find peace in the whispers of my soul.