Poems.

My problems.

I've been thinking lately.
My problems don't come near being important.
I mean, think about it. We live on a planet where there are so many other people, who are much more important, and their problems don't matter in the grand scheme of things, as well.
As humans we are very insignificant in our own galaxy. Let alone our own planet.
So next time if I think one of my problems needs to be shared, because it's terrible or traumatic or whatever I think it is, I'll re-think that very quickly.