its ment to be me (if you know me please comment if you dont know me you are still welcome but obviuasly you can not say if it looks like me XD) but comment on if you like it and how i could improve, i have been practising manga and this is the best i have done but to me it does not look right please help!
from bin
Im in a field because things did not go my way
poem by me!
Why did I get involved? does he still love me? I hope so… I lay down in the daisies, trying to think of something to do,
gifts wrapped
I see a lady walk past with her dog “ these daisies look nice” she bent down beside me and wiped my tears “cheer up” she whisperd “things will work out” she left clasping some daisies, her dog at her side. I rolled on my belly looking at the daisies, being blown gently into my face, surrounding me like a blanket by the wind I plucked one out from the ground, about to strip it of its identity, without these its just bareI was just about to when a voice said inside my head : “why ruin a perfect, beautiful flower when I know he loves me not?” I tossed it and watched it fly away
Why did I get involved? does he still love me? I hope so… I lay down in the daisies, trying to think of something to do,
gifts wrapped
I see a lady walk past with her dog “ these daisies look nice” she bent down beside me and wiped my tears “cheer up” she whisperd “things will work out” she left clasping some daisies, her dog at her side. I rolled on my belly looking at the daisies, being blown gently into my face, surrounding me like a blanket by the wind I plucked one out from the ground, about to strip it of its identity, without these its just bareI was just about to when a voice said inside my head : “why ruin a perfect, beautiful flower when I know he loves me not?” I tossed it and watched it fly away
I certainly Like it;3 the hair looks cool, Perhaps make it... I dunno o u o. Your hair is extremly thick. Hmm... Perhaps add some darker shades round the edge?
PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS BECCA~ASH
All I want is nothing more, To see you knocking at my door, 'Cause if I could see your face once more, I would die a happy man I'm sure.
Why did I get involved? does he still love me? I hope so… I lay down in the daisies, trying to think of something to do,
gifts wrapped
I see a lady walk past with her dog “ these daisies look nice” she bent down beside me and wiped my tears “cheer up” she whisperd “things will work out” she left clasping some daisies, her dog at her side. I rolled on my belly looking at the daisies, being blown gently into my face, surrounding me like a blanket by the wind I plucked one out from the ground, about to strip it of its identity, without these its just bareI was just about to when a voice said inside my head : “why ruin a perfect, beautiful flower when I know he loves me not?” I tossed it and watched it fly away