Identity, a dance of light and shade,
A rhythm that changes, a melody that sways,
I step and stumble, finding my groove,
In the symphony of self, I find my own way.
The mirror reflects an ever-shifting self,
A mosaic of roles I've come to know,
But in the midst of the swirling chaos,
I find a core that's uniquely my own.
Through highs and lows, I learn and grow,
Shedding layers, discovering the real,
I am not defined by others' expectations,
In this dance of identity, I begin to heal.