Storm in a Teacup
I am a mere pre-verse in the lyrics; the song is yours,
I am a mere bend in the road; the pathway is yours,
I am a mere cloud that flits aimlessly; the sky is yours,
I am a mere comma behind the word; the sentence is yours,
So dont let me stop you from writing that song,
From finishing that journey, from touching the sky.
For I am a mere chapter in the novel,
The story has always been yours.