If you were to ask me all the questions
That ever came to light behind your eyes
I'd state the obvious: "Ask me questions
And all you'll get for your answers are lies."
So bite your lip and hold your cat-like tongue.
Think everything through before you speak.
Or else you'll uncoil a spring highly sprung:
All demons of Hell will scream and shriek.
So think most carefully before you ask,
The answer needn't be what you'd expect.
Just like the face that hides behind the mask,
The façade, unbroken, whole and "perfect."
You think you know me, but you may be wrong.
I might have just been hiding all along.