The shine of a sword holds us to fear. Some don't though. Do we call them fools or genius's. Are we coward's or brave. Are we snakes or lions. Are we the sheep or the wolf. What or who are we deep down. We only know, no one else because we hide some part of our selves to most but to a few we are open completely. You must never judge a book by its cover because just who are we?
