Critiques, I wouldn't mind!
Here is the link for my story. It is in you form and you have to be a girl. It is based on vampires, but there is a lot more to it than that. Please check it out. It has 30 parts.
http://www.quizilla.com/users/Gottalove ... s/quizzes/My poems are also on there but I'll just put them here so you don't have to go there every time. I'm so nice right? *sarcasam* LOL
The PuppeteerYou see me on my knees and hands.
You run your fingers through my strands..
You make me get up, and move..
I'm nothing but a puppet to you..
I want to break free, to scream, to run..
But I'm nothing more than a play toy for fun..
And who are you may I ask?
Why... your the puppeter..
Your Watching Down On MeI feel so alone.. likes there's no one there..
Though I know your looking down on me.. knowing that you care..
I talk to you, pray to you, all day long..
You keep me up beat and going.. you keep me strong..
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go away..
But I know your always be with me, I know you'll always stay..
Don't leave me... don't leave me...
Life's Dreams'Dreams
Some say they're impossible
Some say they're unstoppable
I say they're believable
Some undecievable
Dreams are what makes life worth living
Without dreams there's no ambition
No ambition, no life
Reality and FantasyReality is twisted fate....
Fantasy is what we create....
Creativity is the key...
Reality is something we have to believe....
Reality can be cruel but yet oh so sweet....
Fantasy is made up, but yet oh so neat....
Reality and fantasy, two different things...
Yet trapped in the same circle, trapped in the same ring...
I Wonder Why People Judge (I got two awards for this one!)
I wonder why people judge for I do not see.
I wonder why people judge for me being me.
You stare and mock then walk away
As if there is nothing more to say
So what if I read books, or don't dress the way you do.
I am my own self, and that I know is true.
Yet you still mock and walk away without any shame.
Maybe nothing will ever be the same.
I have no more self-esteem for what you have done.
I wonder why people judge, for I did nothing wrong.
Hiding From The Judge (This one aint that great but, hey..)
The vast world is a cruel place
Where people judge, face by face.
Hiding our true selves, from others all around
Desparatly trying not to make a sound
What would happen if they find us?
No one knows the future.
Well, there you go, thoses are all my poems, Tell me what you think! Sorry it's such a long post!
