I am covered in skin.

No. One. Gets. To. Come. In.
Pull me out from inside?

Orange juice.

My veins are pumping fire
and my skin is made of ice.
My heading is raging water
Sweetly, I'll say it's nice.
I sing riddles that pile on top of puzzles,
They're more coherent than you would ever know.
They way I speak can tell you all of my troubles,
It's only too much work to break my code.
Through misty eyes- my room is spinning.
My head is so dizzy but you can't feel me falling.
Can you hear me?
I try so hard to hide my helpless calling.
I'm nothing good at all for myself.
I sob and let my skeletons pile on a shelf.
Orange juice, take me back to the beginning.
I know too much of life and I miss the living.
Paper cuts heal and fade away.
But it's the pain that leads me to stray.
It's the pain you never forget.
It's the pain that you could never regret.
Because without it you would never know.
You'd never let yourself grow.
I fear I grew far too quick,
and all the growing makes me so sick..
For now I know when it couldn't be.
For now I see things I shouldn't see..
Not knowing was far more dangerous,
But knowledge is fear that wont let go of us.