Outside Inside Poem by Paul Reed

"Tho' I should call would'st thou return
From that far land of which I hear?
What tho' my love like fire doth burn
None sees me shed the silent tear"
From ‘There's Nothing In the Garish Day' by Rob Donn Mackay

My face is painted with a smile
For the purpose of the world to see
But my inside is a tumult of fear and bile
Known only thus to me;

Outside-inside, inside-outside
Were those two ever to meet
No-one could ever have cried
Tears so bittersweet.