People are such cowards.

So many boxes in my head

Its basically just crap i think of during the day. A little poetry, a little prose, a little bit of me. So check it out. Gracias:)

Do you feel happy that you told people about MY problems? Does it make you feel better about yourself? Hm? Maybe you shouldn’t talk about me behind my back. I always find out. One way, or another.  

Why don’t you man up and tell me what you did. I already know anyway.

I feel so

alone.