Mary Taylor Julian was the daughter of a preacher. Her father کرن, رے Charles Julian commited his whole life to God. Mary wasn't so sure about the whole christianity idea. She was not postive if there was a God یا if she beiieved in that crap either. Her father pressured her into joining the choir and teaching the daily bible lesson.
Mary wanted to become atheist but she was too scared of what would happen to her. She lived in a community of christians. Her life is about serving God and doing the right thing. What would her father say. He is a stern man. He could kick her out and ship her to mexico.
Her best hope is to hide her feelings. Maybe she won't end up in hell. How does she even know christianity is the right religion follow. There are thousands out there and everybody believes their religion is right. Who knows which one is real. Her father would just say have a little faith in your religion but it is really hard to do so when there are tons other religions and آپ can't even see the man your worshipping.
She will do it. She'll be anti-religion. Why label what آپ are? Mary Taylor Julian will start her own religion. She will practice everything she'll need in life like a nice atitude, the right mind set, a great education, and a kind heart. She will call this new religion Le Mien which is french for My Own.
Mary wanted to become atheist but she was too scared of what would happen to her. She lived in a community of christians. Her life is about serving God and doing the right thing. What would her father say. He is a stern man. He could kick her out and ship her to mexico.
Her best hope is to hide her feelings. Maybe she won't end up in hell. How does she even know christianity is the right religion follow. There are thousands out there and everybody believes their religion is right. Who knows which one is real. Her father would just say have a little faith in your religion but it is really hard to do so when there are tons other religions and آپ can't even see the man your worshipping.
She will do it. She'll be anti-religion. Why label what آپ are? Mary Taylor Julian will start her own religion. She will practice everything she'll need in life like a nice atitude, the right mind set, a great education, and a kind heart. She will call this new religion Le Mien which is french for My Own.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces سے طرف کی pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces سے طرف کی pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
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Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.
Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.
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This is my first full-length story that I've made.
آپ know, I would post it here chapter سے طرف کی chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The سیکنڈ story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and سے طرف کی FAR مزید descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This is my first full-length story that I've made.
آپ know, I would post it here chapter سے طرف کی chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The سیکنڈ story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and سے طرف کی FAR مزید descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P