He walked the halls with his chest puffed out

Everybody knew him as the head of the crowd.

His confident smile put warmth in a cold heart,

not a soul knowing his heart was the coldest one of all.

His body held only the nicest labels,

but his mind held laughter of judgement from his peers.

He goes home and evaluates his daily actions;

"Why did I do that? I'm such a pest."

"Why didn't I do that? I'm such a coward."

He will post about his happiness on twitter

as he falls deeper into his sea of troubles.

His family brags about his successes,

while he beats himself up for his failures. 

One day his curtain will be drawn,

and he will recognize that he is okay,

with or without the approval of anybody else.