He cares about everyone

And has so much respect

People call him modest

He says nobody is perfect.

 

They’ve heard that he is polite

He tries not to annoy,

He’s kind and smart, all-around,

Their perfect little boy.

 

He’s growing up to be a man,

Wants to be an engineer

They know he’s got what it takes

As the future draws near.

 

He is strong and cunning,

And holds a smile well

They are so proud of him

So much they couldn’t tell.

 

And they can breathe easily,

They know they’ve raised him right

But they don’t know their little boy

Cuts himself at night.

 

He looks really tired

Says he couldn’t sleep

The truth is that at 2am

His demons come to creep

 

He cannot begin to describe

The pain he holds within

And doesn’t want to explain

The lines across his skin.

 

When it comes to love

He’s much too quick to fall

And for everything that happened,

The blame, he takes it all.

 

He knows no-one cares

About his stone, cold heart

He’s so sick of himself

It’s tearing him apart.

 

He’s all alone in his world,

It’s himself he’ll destroy

But nobody notices because he is

Their perfect little boy.