A pawn in this chess game

I'm like a pawn in this chess game.

Regardless whether I'm a key piece or not.
Regardless whether I'm useful or not.
Regardless whether I have been appreciated or not.
Regardless whether I like it or not.

The irony is it took this to make it happen.
The irony is I once again became vocal at the wrong time.
The irony is a month later, I will be discarded as I outlived by usefulness.
The irony is I could just heck care what games they are playing because it no longer affects me.
The irony is I ended up still burning the bridges I hope to preserve.
The irony is I am still trying hard to clear what I can clear.
The irony is I still wish they could wish me well.

I only learnt one thing. That the next time, I will not tell anybody anything anymore. There are a lot of things I heard, a lot of things that I know will hurt people. And right now I'm claming myself up for fear of saying anything to these people if they keep probing. I decided they should just live in the peace they believe in. Why shatter the dreams.... just because my dreams got shattered.

The only good thing is I'm mentally drained to bother about how he is doing (i.e. I did care less afterall).
The bad thing is I'm ignoring all my other friends and I'm still feeling guilty towards QR.