Inside

Stone cold eyes, but no hardened stare

Head full of dreams but mind of despair

A smile on his face, a spring in his step

Swamped by the work that's been set for prep

Tortured by worry, shackled from perfection

He carries it all with no objection

There are skeletons in his closet, that he knows

Terrible secrets of misery and woe

Surrounded by friends, but knowing he's alone

Never quite knowing where to call home

Yet still he perseveres

His false smile hiding his fears

For locked in his mind are demons below

A place of darkness not even the devil dare go