Becoming
by Tilak Chandramouli
We chase the stars with unsure feet,
Hearts too loud, and minds that beat
With questions life won’t answer yet
But we still dream and never forget.
The mind shifts from day to day,
What we think feels far away
Too old to play, too young to know
We learn to live before we grow.
But even storms can teach us grace,
Each scar with moments that fall in place
We rise again, and through the doubt
We’re finding who we are, inside not out.
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