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