(( The person who this was inspired by knows who he is, but I'm not the
type to outright humiliate someone... ))

Laughing on the outside
Crying on the inside
With a broken heart
And a shattered soul

How could this be?
Where did it go wrong?
All the while I stand here
As if awaiting death

You don't seem to care
Surely you don't understand
That through it all
The only thing people see is my pain

Living on the inside
Living on the outside
Dying on the inside
With a broken heart
And a shattered soul

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Valnuary, in the year 371 AF.