Ego the 2nd.

I estimate that you will speak no more.

Here I stand, with all secrets, alone,
As the only thing that might ever get your blood to flow.
I'm taking revenge in my very own way,
To make up for your incapabilty.

The fewer their abilities,
The greater their conceit.
Stop hiding behind your own insecurities.

Keeping them guessing, to keep their mouths free
Keeps your mind at peace.

Your malproportioned self is running, running -
Like fire through my veins, more ego than body.
A distant echo in my brain repeats, "Be sorry -
For never trying," but I'm standing my ground,
By not making a sound.
I'm losing my mind;
I'm falling down...

Too many similarities between similar genes;
This history repeats itself infinitely, indeed.
And I am left to bleed,
Forevermore, it seems.