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