I feel at a loss, on more occasions than not,
There is a hollow feeling deep inside which I pine to unknot.
In common parlance, its termed as depression,
Some prescribe medicines; others suggest counselling sessions.
But as I glance around, into the rush of today’s world,
Most of my peers, shiny on the outside, feel perpetually blurred.
We are a generation which has everything in abundance,
Yet, the cocktails, sports bar, sushis and spas fail to cure the feeling of numbness.
I wonder where the carefree laughter has disappeared,
I mostly just hear musings of despair.
We are drowning ourselves in the sounds of various gadgets and screen,
Not realizing this probably is not the solution for our miserable being.
Social media has literally become our nemesis,
Someone’s achievement increasingly becomes our blemish.
I wish to cure this feeling so obscure,
As it is killing me softly, every day, more and more.