In the stillness of the night, I listen,
For the echoes of my own voice,
Lost in the vast expanse of expectations,
Struggling to make a conscious choice.
A myriad of paths, a crossroads of dreams,
Each choice a step into the unknown,
I fear the loss of authenticity,
As I journey through identity overgrown.
Yet within the whispers of uncertainty,
I unearth the strength to stand,
To embrace the questions, to welcome the shadows,
And craft my identity with my own hand.