I know a man who had everything in this world but he was not happy. 

He took his own life years ago. 

Today is his death anniversary.

I wonder how many people could remember.

He is kind and forgiving.

But he spent most of his time alone. 

He was not happy, once told. 

People visited him for what he had. 

His true friends left long time ago.

He wished that he had a family.