What if all those boys on the block, in gangs, on drugs… what if they have depression. What if the drink and smoke to feel something, what id they fight to exorcise the anger and demons inside them, what if they left school because they couldn’t concentrate and it doesn’t matter anyways. Depression tends evoke the image of a very sad middle class person who struggles, but what if the face is different. What if it’s the parrow on the street, homeless and staring into space with a hand open for change. What if this runs deeper and we have been ignoring people who can be helped with simple therapy or medication?