A short poem I wrote forever ago. Inspired by The Perfect Storm. Nothing special. It feels unfinished to me, but I can't figure out where to go from here....
You can never win, not with a name like Rage. Having crazy, red hair, and vivid, emerald eyes, doesn't help. You have to fit the stereotype. Furious, out of control, jealous, a rebel.
The first part...
A short poem I wrote forever ago. Inspired by The Perfect Storm. Nothing special. It feels unfinished to me, but I can't figure out where to go from here....
You can never win, not with a name like Rage. Having crazy, red hair, and vivid, emerald eyes, doesn't help. You have to fit the stereotype. Furious, out of control, jealous, a rebel.
The first part...