Адаптация: моя повседневная песня

Life kept changing colors. I could hardly catch my breath. Every street a

puzzle, every face a sign. Trying to fit in-

But the edges weren't aligned. . Slowly I'm learning to bend,

not break. Finding a rhythm in the choices I make When

this is adaptation, I'm finding my way. Turning the noise into something I

can play. It's not about losing the person I am. It's learning to

live, to breathe, to stand. Adaptation, my everyday song.

Grow roots in the ground, while my branches transform. I'm not the