I met him for the first time
n he told me that
he is not happy with his life
n is being treated for depression..
I was taken aback
I was wondering what did his
life lack..
He had everything..
a young guy cud ask for...
but he had no answer
what was it that he needed more..
I wondered how this demon attacks
even the young lads...
But I got the answer
when I had to visit the doc
to be cured of the same demon...
It's then when I realised
we never know
what strikes whom n when...
We play different roles at different times
N we all need help...
shweta advani
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-we-all-need-help/
