What Layes Within. Poem by angel In hell

My mask Cracks once in a while and reveals glimmers on the person within, but soon enough the cracks are repaired, and I change the masks, You never the true me, you will never know how I feel, you think that you are close, you think that you know it all? You are a fool! It’s just the tip of the Ice burg, I only allow you to see what I want you to see, No one knows how much I feel, and you will never know till you see the beauty and the monster Hiding Laying dormant inside of me, I have a beast laying deep with in It is a monster waiting just beneath the skin.