What’s your story?
Tell me a story;
You, whom they call wicked.
Yesterday doesn’t need to be holy
For your story to be heard.
It’s not always glory
That makes a story lit.
Sometimes all you need is a chapter filled with folly
And a moment of defeat.
Write about the dragon, the storms and thorns you encounter;
Loved ones that became broken homes,
And all the days you love most,
And your story will be ‘perfect.’