Can you ever see beyond that curve on my face?
Do you know that my world is upside- down?
That expression on my face,
When inverted is the real me.
You see me dancing and freaking out to a foot tapping number,
But maybe I am escaping a evil engraved deep in me.
Actually your eyes are covered by a cloth,
A veil that conceals my hidden self,
You disagree to see beyond it,
And thus fail to know the real me.