You are surprised to see me.
"Hi!" you say.
"How are you?"
you continue in casual greeting.
I reply politely.
Wait, no. I lied.
Please don't change the subject.
I'm a little depressed.
and I don't know how I arrived in the place where I stand.
I can't find my way out,
and I've already given up on trying.
Things that used to make me happy
don't interest me anymore.
And I can't tell the difference
between what's good and bad, what's innocuous or dangerous.
Can you give me some directions? Maybe a hand?
Together, we can probably find a way out.
But you only smile, not hearing my silent pleas,
and walk deeper into the forest.