Rage Within

We never know what hides beneath the calm surface.

Rage Within

The rage inside, well hidden,
grows in silence, never shown.
Her face a mask, porcelain,
smiling sadly, soul unknown.

Her agony, well nurtured
fed by anger, will be bared
Innocent folks, not knowing,
look right though her, unaware

Throw yourself down, make your choice
Sunny-side up, you like most
The waitress nods, impassive.
Filled with malice, burns your toast.

Line count: 12

Form: Ch'I Yen Shih - A Chinese form adapted to English. Each line of the is seven syllables long, with a pause after the fourth syllable. There is no meter, but the second and fourth lines of each quatrain rhyme. It can be from one to three quatrains in length. There should be parallels and balance.
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Image credit: The Allegory of Simulation / Deception by Lorenzo Lippi, painted about 1640 (public domain)