Inside Out

An oyster shell itself is unassuming
But look inside, you'll find a pearl
The man who otherwise is unpresuming
May share the same blood as an Earl
Do not dismiss a woman of position
She can be tenderhearted
The world be in awfully good condition
If we could all live
Inside out.

Though Belladonna is my favorite flower
I love its shape and its perfume
You'd likely join the angels in an hour
Should you ingest its rather deadly bloom
The man who seems a paragon of viture
May be a scoundrel better versed in sin
There would many fewer people who could hurt you
If we could all live
Outside in.

And every one you'd meet
On any London street
If they be sweet or horrid
It would show
I would be overjoyed
The heartache I'd avoid
If I could look at you and know.

And when I meet the man for whom I fated
I'd know the one I've waited for is he
For he will find these wealthy trappings overrated
And he will he see what no one sees in me
A girl who reads the classics
And
The sonnets
Who needs no (...) to fill her cup
A girl who thinks a bit beyond her bonnets
He'll be of gentle heart
And good reknown
He'll be the most admired man in town
He'll take a world that's mostly upside down
And turn it right side up.

If we lived inside out
Or even outside in
The change in how we see would be immense
If we lived rightside left
Or even leftside right
Backside front
Or frontside back
Would shed a better light
Black might just be white
Day might just be night
If we know the truth about each other inside
The world might just make sense.