Recover

Who does it benefit if I leave?
Is there calamity or relief?
Something tells me this is for my peace, but I’m questioning
Whether it ever will catch up with me

Stop these scars from bleeding
Hold my heart while it’s still beating

I’m starting to think you like to see me suffer
But it doesn’t matter, cuz even if you shatter my soul
I’ll recover

I’m so tired of these mental gymnastics

Why justify something I never wanted?

I’m so tired of these mental gymnastics