I am a part of you,
yet stand alone,
A constant presence,
yet often unknown.
I shape your thoughts,
your dreams, your fears,
Yet I am but a whisper
in your ears.
I am the canvas on which
your life is drawn,
The stage on which
your story is spawned.
I hold your memories,
your hopes, and your pain,
Yet I am as fleeting
as the morning rain.
I am the breath that
fills your lungs,
The spark that ignites
your soul\'s young.
I am the fire that
burns within,
The voice that guides you
through thick and thin.
I am the essence
of your being,
The very core
of your seeing.
I am the answer
to the riddle you seek,
The truth that lies
within, meek.
What am I?