\(\textbf{Poem 1}\)
Sometimes I feel all thin inside
Insufficient, small;
I feel when people look at me,
They don't see me at all.
I feel that all my beauty's lost
On cold, indifferent eyes
And offering what I want to give
Would only be unwise.
But then a friend will greet me.
And my inner life will bloom
It only takes but one kind word
To sweep away the gloom!
What does 'indifferent' mean?