In which one lives,
The outside, where one accomplishes everything,
And the inside, where one gives,
The outside, where no one can penetrate,
And the inside, where humility rules,
The outside, where joy comes from anything,
Except the inside's need to call you a fool.
The outside can be stifling, but also free,
And there is no escape from the inside,
Though outside your are truly alone,
And inside there are those with whom to confide.
And it's alright,
If you want to change your insides,
Like life, all intimacy has its ups and downs,
But helps protect you from the cruel outside.
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