I see you there, still
underneath your words
underneath your pain
underneath your masks
deep beneath the strain
of putting every thing that hurts
all that grew from choices made
all that sprung from things not done
all that you have fearful run
from and still found it there within
though the darkness haunt you long
I will hover in the song
that I have sung your whole life long
and love the you I see there, still
I see you still…underneath
Charissa's Grace Notes 
This one squeezes my heart… really tight!
Lots of “under” going on.
Another layer to the layers.
So…go back and examine chronologically…
Look at the subject of the “under”…who is talking, and who they are talking to.
Ask if there are contrasts, parallels, etc…
…and tap into yet another under