convenience
My misery, the mind is such a mystery Friends of mine, intertwined with that feeling Broken shielding, cope in heartbreak, lips sealing The memory, a mystery, friends of mine They speak to me, freely even, but I interpret ruggedly Spoke, I should say, say nothing, I should Maybe I haven't processed it, really I broke your trust, you broke my heart Deserved, I try to reserve my part Play it, the perpetrator, victimizer Heal my pain, take the therapy route Redemption story, mine to tout Nothing comes from it, nothing loud It's still so quiet but my mind's a crowd Navel-gazer, self-pity, self-aware trailblazer Irony, losing focus, all I feel is misunderstood Nothing good but your convenience I remain silent for your convenience