What will my verse be?
Oh, how strange of a question indeed.
Will my verse be to inspire?
Will it fulfill my desires?
What will my verse be?
It will be someplace safe.
It will open its doors to the ones who are lost.
A garden is there with beds to rest their weary heads.
A home for fools like you and me.
The fools who open their hearts for the world to see.
My verse will be a haven for the broken.
The idea that things will get better.
I want my verse to be the spark someone needs.
For I had to be a spark to me.