What Lurks Beneath

Take a look at me,
Tell me, What do you see?

A teen of norm?
Surrounded by friends to keep warm?

Is that what you see?
Then you didn't actually look at me,

Their was something you miss,
Hidden like a dark kiss,

You did not look into me,
And so you can't see a black sea,

You didn't look closely,
So you don't see me under my ghostly tree,

You can't hold a belief,
Of what lurks beneath.