Saturday, April 26, 2008
truthfully speaking, i haven't been really talking much lately. today for example, i haven't really spoken a word. strangely, i seem to reserve myself for certain people. my words, the times where i open my mouth to speak. i wonder, this, curse of the silent, is it because of the stuff that happened before, because of me not wanting myself to get into another phase where i find myself in a situation of utmost irritance and having the consequence of people thinking that i'm ignorant, arrogant, stubborn, selfish, self-centered and most strangely of all, dangerous?
i wonder. what's happening. why is it that after so long, some people still don't choose to see the true side of Henzy David. we wonder, when the rest of us trust him why is it that that select few, the elites chosen by society, choose not to. yet they choose to label him, to deny him, to believe that faux self that he put up.
look through the fog. he reveals himself to people time to time. you'll only find it if you know what you're looking for. i'm just glad that i have a few, those few that truly know and accept me for what and who i am. the ShadowHearts.
The Death of a Day
by Henzy David
Canon IXUS 850IS
As Dusk Falls
4/26/2008 10:00:00 PM
