My Perplexing Behaviour

I often cry at night
With no sorrow in life
I often laugh at night
With no mirth in life

I often feel like an outcast
In the midst of mates
I often feel like an insider
In the midst of strangers

I often utter truth
To do justice someone
I often utter lie
To make happy someone

I often show diligence
In the most trifling matters
I often show indolence
In the most significant matters

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