I am a flawed individual who's living day by day
Been in an lonely dark place for too long,
I'd to settle for less, which is wrong
"What's wrong?" they'd ask day by day

"I'm fine," would be my weak reply
The way I felt, I didn't know why

I'd make others laugh, and I'd hide my tears
They saw my smile, not my inner suffering
I felt alone and it was very unnerving.
So I hid for too long due to my fears

I'm scared
I'm insecure
And I'm simply not 'fine'

Depression is an ongoing battle
But I'm not giving up
Im strong and I'll continue getting back up
So don't think this war is something I can't handle

Who am I? You ask
Im a survivor

Stronger than ever
Fighter, that's my name
Cliche and kinda lame
But you won't hear me say never