Permahorn peel me

I am clothed in doubt 

You wore me inside out 

And where the collars fray

My seams are worn away
You peel me 

You reveal me 

And you hang me out to dry
I wrap my skin around me 

Scratch it till it’s raw

I stretch it till it takes a new shape

Protects me while I grow
You peel me

You reveal me 

And you hang me out to dry