Theres times when I feel tiny in this great big massive world. Its times like these i wonder if you all will hear my words. Or am i writing nonsense just to ease my mind. These are the things I think about all the ******* time. It doesnt matter much to me to matter much at all. But sometimes I will wonder if my voice is heard at all. Am I screaming into darkness not an echo to be heard? Or is there someone listening who needs it in their world. I guess ill never know for sure what impact i may have. People might not read these words until after I am dead.