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.’