Kinder inside

Inside the rain is fine
And the sun never overshines
The birds cannot fly away
Nor the great winds destroy me
Inside I look for wonderment
Where joy and dream are often met
So strange to see, feel and change outside
While inside is so full of regret
Outside defines me inside
Inside is all I'll ever be and besides,
One day I'll be outside me
Looking at me inside at me outside
Maybe it's a possibility
That nothing exists
No, not even me
Or the world is all looking outside
At chaos and calamity
While inside we are new
But only automatically
How do you know if you are inside out
Or outside inside?