Dear Depression,

Dear depression, do you think that you can stop me?
 I know the answer, but I see you getting cocky
 I've seen you win this battle numerous times
 But you ain't ever gonna take a life that's rightfully mine
 I understand
 That your intention is to infiltrate my mind
 And plant these little seeds of doubt that grow into a massive vine
 That wrap around my head until I can't get loose
 You started doing this already so you cannot lose
 At least you think
 But who's the one that's in control everything
 That has to with I how I function
 Right, that's me
 See I have grown an understanding of the things you do
 You're a part of me, but not me
 So I cannot lose
 Yeah we gone be alright
 Just give it some time
 The more that we fight this fight
 The more that depression dies
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 I'm a product of an illness I was born with
 My momma has anxiety and that's what I was formed in
 I tried to live a life that I was constantly ignoring
 The truth about my mental state but that wasn't rewarding
 The way that facing up to it is
 And understanding that it's not a shameful thing to admit
 I'm not okay sometimes
 And that sometimes is a bit
 Daunting
 And at times it makes feel like a kid
 The way that I create imaginary scenarios in my head
 And fear them to the point that it gives me an existential dread
 That's greater than the fears that I have grounded in reality
 But that's just what it's like to be living in your anxiety (damn)
 We gone be alright
 Just give it some time
 The more that we fight this fight
 The more that anxiety dies
 
 Dear depression, do you think that you can stop me?
 I know the answer, but I see you getting cocky
 I've seen you win this battle numerous times
 But you ain't ever gonna take a life that's rightfully mine
 I understand
 That your intention is to infiltrate my mind
 And plant these little seeds of doubt that grow into a massive vine
 That wrap around my head until I can't get loose
 You started doing this already so you cannot lose
 At least you think
 But who's the one that's in control everything
 That has to with I how I function
 Right, that's me
 See I have grown an understanding of the things you do
 You're a part of me, but not me
 So I cannot lose
 Yeah we gone be alright
 Just give it some time
 The more that we fight this fight
 The more that depression dies
 ♪
 I'm a product of an illness I was born with
 My momma has anxiety and that's what I was formed in
 I tried to live a life that I was constantly ignoring
 The truth about my mental state but that wasn't rewarding
 The way that facing up to it is
 And understanding that it's not a shameful thing to admit
 I'm not okay sometimes
 And that sometimes is a bit
 Daunting
 And at times it makes feel like a kid
 The way that I create imaginary scenarios in my head
 And fear them to the point that it gives me an existential dread
 That's greater than the fears that I have grounded in reality
 But that's just what it's like to be living in your anxiety (damn)
 We gone be alright
 Just give it some time
 The more that we fight this fight
 The more that anxiety dies