The complex simplicity of human interaction

You see the smile You see the tear But not the anger And not the fear The milk's been spilt The fish has died But yet you ask If I'm alright You offer me a helping hand A shoulder here for leaning But sadly you do not realise That I don't really want it To know how I truly feel A mile has to be completed In my size 8 flip-flops When you have size 9 feet