Depression comes as it pleasesIt
Depression comes as it pleases
It has shattered lives into pieces
Does not ask permission to come in
People now say I've committed a sin;
Trust me it had asked for permission
There would of been no admission;
Now it wants to stay forever
But I want to get better.
I will fight it every day
Until it goes away.
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