Inside he's a quitter, but outside everyone sees a go-getter
Everything around him falls apart yet he keeps it all together
Concealing his phantom pain behind a smile if only for awhile
Hollow is this life, these lies he's forced to live in denial
Every day of his existence seems to be met with some resistance
Secretly he hopes for assistance, but makes do with his bare subsistence
No one knows how much he's cried or just how hard he's tried
To hide this side or how often he's internally died
These invisible scars transcribe his untold memoirs
Of standing too close to the edge while reaching for the stars
Slashed and burned yet he never seems to learn
Keeps going in circles, but now everything's taken a turn
Crashed and spurned, led astray by calculated misdirection
Once frostbitten, twice shy by such a cold reception...