Inside a old shoe box,
I rot.

- inside an old*

This poem is very clever, comparing yourself to an object and a very good job you done of this too.

The image was clear of how you viewed yourself. And the ending of you being in a box shows a lot, it shows how you can feel alone, forgotton and so many other things.

Nice usuage of the word isipid. I had to look this up to gain a better understanding of your poem and is a very powerful word which you used well throughout.

Nice work.