\"I thought so,\" a phrase, heavy with doubt,
In the quiet of mind, it often sprouts.
A whisper of uncertainty, a flicker of fear,
As shadows of suspicion draw near.
\"I thought so,\" a refrain of inner strife,
In the labyrinth of thoughts, a tangled life.
A sigh escapes, burdened with regret,
For what was believed, now a silhouette.
Yet amidst the darkness, a glimmer may shine,
A beacon of wisdom, a truth to define.
\"I thought so,\" but now I see clear,
In the light of understanding, doubts disappear.