I look inside the mirror, but who do I see?
A reflection of someone who's both you and me.
In the quiet moments, the silence is loud,
Lost in the shadows, but longing to be found.
Introspection, where the soul lays bare,
In the stillness, we face what's always been there.
Through the layers of thought, through the veil of mind,
In the heart's reflection, the truth we find.
I walk through the corridors of my own soul,
Through memories forgotten and stories untold.
Each step a question, each breath a sigh,
In the quiet corners, I ask myself why.
Introspection, where the soul lays bare,
In the stillness, we face what's always been there.
Through the layers of thought, through the veil of mind,
In the heart's reflection, the truth we find.
Am I the sum of the choices I've made?
Or the whispers of dreams that slowly fade?
In the mirror's gaze, I search for me,
In the depths of my soul, I long to be free.
So I'll keep looking inward, beyond what I show,
For in the depths of myself, the real me will grow.
In the silence of introspection, I'll see it clear,
The person I am, beyond doubt and fear.