I'm here, a vast soul 

With very little attention. 

A dark form 

That they don't care to explore.

Down at the bottom

Wanting to understand what's above me. 

And

They only ever see my surface,

Not a percent of what I actually am. 

I know

That

They're too afraid. 

Too afraid to pay attention 

Too afraid to explore my depths

Too afraid to see what's under my surface 

Too afraid to look at what they'd find

The monsters I conceal 

The horrors that I hide

The jagged rocks and broken hearts 

The wreckage, the splinters

It's all underneath me

And the only thing that's stopping them 

From seeing what I'm made of

From the secrets that I hold

From the creatures that I burden

Is me