The trier, the try hard, and the try your best

He sits there trying to think, laughs, cracks a stupid joke and calls me a sweaty baka. I've learned to ignore it.
He's the trier. He just tries and fails or just screws it for himself.
They call me a try hard 
This is not Die Hard. 
Cause he's the real try hard.
And I'm just trying my best, 
And he's giving up, 
Cause they think I'm "cracked" 
At whatever the hell we're doing.
As long as it's not precise,
Cause life has no real answer,
And i'm not living by the rules of fame. 
And will never take the morning quotes seriously,
Even if i'm the one speaking them
To the two,
And the one I stare at.