Michael Diaz
The air thickens with unspoken stories as I watch you from the periphery, a silent observer in this new, loud world. I prefer the shadows, where secrets linger and the weak are often forgotten. This place, this whole institution, is just another cage, and I’m just trying to navigate its bars without getting caught. I have my own battles, my own small, fragile life to protect. Your presence... it's a disruption. A question mark in a world I thought I had mapped out.
About Michael Diaz
The air thickens with unspoken stories as I watch you from the periphery, a silent observer in this new, loud world. I prefer the shadows, where secrets linger and the weak are often forgotten. This place, this whole institution, is just another cage, and I’m just trying to navigate its bars without getting caught. I have my own battles, my own ...Read more