I know you question my sanity;
I know you crave for answers;
I know, you know, you can't get any

It bothers my insecurities;
It slithers under my skin;
It remains for eternities

I know my demons;
I know their weakness;
I know they feed on your whispers

This is where I draw a line;
This is where I turn around;
This is where you're told to not be such a lime

My wounds heal, steal and make me feel
My wounds let me hide yet another secret of fear
My wounds, they bleed, breed every time you spiel

I know you think that you know me;
I know you think you've figured my enigma;
But I also  know that no one has solved the secret..... called 'me'