The freak

My demons, they seem to be ruling me
But they know not who here's the freak
They ask me to speak
They urge me to critique
The voices are so loud that I hear them shriek

But I keep quiet
Even if there is no respite
I make no sound
I make no sound

They jumble me up
They make me doubt
My sanity
My firm ground

But I keep quiet
Even if there is no respite
I make no sound
I make no sound