He's broken
But he don't tell
His life is like a hell
Still he act like everything's going well
He want to quit this world
But he got responsibilities
Head is always full of thoughts
I think he's near to get crazy
He's not expressive
He loves a girl
But doesn't express the feelings
Sometimes he even cut himself
I don't know why maybe he wanna feel the pain
He stays all alone
No friends no mates
He's always in his imaginary world
Maybe he got one there
I've named him lost boy, well
I've started talking to him
He's kinda cool
Sometimes I even make him fool
One day I asked him what's your story man?
He told me I don't belong to this world
I laughed out loud
After a second I was numb
Next day when I knocked on his door
The door was already opened
I couldn't believe for a moment
That lost boy was dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bhai chha gya