(Inspired by the Great Michelle!) MAX: The Reality Behind the Wings

by Max (The First) in where she feels like she belongs

Her eyes are a deep hazel,
Her hair a dirty blonde,
Her bangs hang into her eyes some
as she dreams among the stars,
Some freckles run across her nose,
maybe blemish here or there,
but she's no princess
waiting for her knight from anywhere

She writes of things you've never heard
She wants to surf the local waves
She dreams of playing soccer
in a Women's World Cup some day,
She's taller then a lot of girls
But so unlike the rest,
She plays football in her spare time
and attempts to skate her best
But nothing bugs the guys more
when she beats them at their game
like scoring more then three touchdowns
at recess in fifth grade...

She calls herself a 'single pringle'
for a reason most would say,
she never took the chance at all
to get a boyfriend or a date,
She says she'll ride the wave
when it gets here and not
ten miles from the shore
there is no need for a date
in seventh grade I'm sure.

She's down to earth
and normal
most of her friends would say
but to world she's know as
Max and that's the way it'll stay