Writting, reading, and guys!

 How come every time someone finds out that your writting a poem or book. They want toread it. Then when you finally concide to it. The look apon it in disgust and won't give you the reason for the feeling. is itreally that bad you ask yourself? Is my writting that horrible? Then you become insecure and rip up all the things you've worked so hard on. Why do we let them do this us? ( It's mostly the prepers) Why must they make us ruin everything we've worked on? I personally just ripped six of the Novels i'd worked my butt on for years. All it took was one person and i screaded all the joy in my life. Why did i let them do it? Why is reading so, fun? It's like an escape from the hell of my life. I can float away from my problems for a little whileand just play in some elses life.   Why do the guys in our lifes have to play tug of war as us as the ropes. One yanks you to the right the other to the left. Why mus they be the king of us and say that we are theres? I don't think so, bub. I can take alot but, not some guy telling me what i can and can't do. Yeah right. And why do they say i love you when you know for a fact that they don't? It's like your a spining top and you have no idea where your going to stop.                                                                                                           Love, Alice