Depression, I see your calculated moves unfold
Each step you take's a story that's been told
I've watched this game a million different ways
But victory's mine, my spirit's here to stay
I understand
Your tactics aim to breach my mental gates
Plant seeds of doubt until my mind evacuates
You wrap your grip around my thoughts like chains
Think you've got me cornered, victory's your claim
But wait and see
'Cause I'm the one who holds the master key
To every door inside my sanctuary
See, I've decoded all your strategies anew
You're just a part, not whole, so I break through
Yeah we gone be alright
Just give it some time
The more that we fight this fight
The more that depression dies
My mind's a battlefield where anxious thoughts advance
Inherited through bloodlines, not by chance
Spent years pretending everything was fine
But running from the truth just crossed the line
Of healing's path
Now standing firm, I face what makes me real
These battles in my mind, they help me feel
I'm not okay sometimes
And yes, that truth can kill
The silence
When pressure builds like storms about to spill
Creating worlds of worry in my skull until
The fear becomes much larger than what's actually here
That's deeper than what others understand or see
But that's just what it's like to live with anxiety (yeah)
We gone be alright
Just give it some time
The more that we fight this fight
The more that anxiety dies
Rest of lyrics remain the same from "Dear trauma" onwards...
Dear trauma, do you think that you can break me?
I feel your shadows lurking, always tryna shake me
You've haunted nights with flashbacks, replaying every scene
Left me questioning if healing's just a distant dream
I understand
That your grip is from the past, uninvited scars
Echoing in silence like forgotten prison bars
You twist my memories until they chain my every move
Feeding on the pain, thinking you'll forever prove
Your hold is king
But who's the one rewriting all the stories now?
Deciding how I heal and rise above somehow
Right, that's me
See I've built a fortress from the ruins that you threw
You're a chapter in my book, but not the whole damn view
So I cannot lose
Yeah we gone be alright
Just give it some time
The more that we fight this fight
The more that trauma dies
I'm a survivor of the storms that life has thrown my way
My family's history of struggles paved this rugged pathway
I used to hide the cracks, pretend that I was fine
But burying the hurt just made the weight align
With heavier chains
Now facing it head-on, I see the strength it brings
Embracing all the flaws, like mending broken wings
I'm not perfect all the time
And that all the time can sting
Overwhelming
And sometimes it pulls me back to where I've been
The way I overthink the triggers, letting doubts creep in
And build up walls of worry that block out the light within
That's deeper than the battles I can touch or even see
But that's just what it's like when trauma's haunting me (d
