The person that I see
He hides something inside.
Ambitions of glory;
Pain of failure.

Dreams fulfilled;
Misplaced intentions
Eyes filled with pride;
A soul lacking peace.
Who is this person I see?  

Why can’t he fall?  
Why should he stand?
Trying so hard to keep moving;
Can never seem to get going.
Walking contradiction;
Painful malediction.
Taking shape;
Void of substance.

How does he stand there and look at me?
How can he look me in the eye?
Smirk on his face;
An attitude too cocky.
So smug, so arrogant, so hurt.

Turned away and yet embraced.
He stares at me with conviction,
Reminds me of redemption.
He is…