Sick Of It All

So I take that you thought
Some things are better left unsaid
You chose your inhibitions
Over what I should comprehend
What could have been done
To keep me from going astray
Begging for direction
But not pointed out the way
Silence, silence doesn't teach
Silence, silence doesn't lead
Silence, where did I end up
In a self-destructive rut
Do I think I'm stronger because I learned my own way
I just think I'm lucky to have made it out unscathed
Now I'm thinking I resent the counsel that I lacked
All the words I didn't hear could have saved my past