Who the hell am I?
I'm Kevin Tran.
I'm in advanced placement.
I'm a kid from Michigan.
I just wanted perfect SAT scores,
Apply to Princeton University for college and get accepted,
And to be the first Asian-American president of the United States.
I was that simpleminded.
I had a normal life.
But things never go right, do they?
Instead I'm struck by lightning,
Missed my tests and have painful headaches because I was chosen,
And forced to read stone tablets about horrible monsters in the desert.
I'm this complicated now.
My normal life is gone.
I don't know what to do now.
I'm a prophet, a keeper of the word.
I'm Kevin Tran.
What the hell am I?
YOU ARE READING
To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PoetrySupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...
