This book contains a random collection of 48 poems that Mathias Ricken, a student most of the time, has happened to have written down over the last decade. Emotionally, there are a few distinct chapters, starting in 1997 and quite unfortunately not yet ending in 2006, even though this collection ends there.

The poems are a window to his heart, not necessarily for anyone to look in, but for his stuff to get out. They have always been more for him than for anyone else, so any reader should feel free to not enjoy them at all.

He is quite an awful writer, and some might say the poems are plagiarized. The voices in his head are currently pressing legal charges.