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In the depths of despair, I find my voice, To face you, Depression, with unwavering choice. You think you can conquer, break me apart, But I rise from the ashes, a flame in my heart.

Screw you, Depression, your grip is not tight, For within me resides an unyielding light. I’ll paint my skies with vibrant hues, Defying your darkness, I refuse to lose.

You whisper your lies, filling my mind, But I’ll find the strength, the truth I will find. I’ll seek out the beauty, the joy in each day, For your presence, Depression, I won’t let stay.

I’ll dance through the storms, embrace the rain, Break free from the shackles of torment and pain. I’ll sing with my soul, let my spirit soar high, Unveiling the strength that within me does lie.

Screw you, Depression, you won’t define me, I’ll rise above, setting my spirit free. With love as my armor, and hope as my guide, I’ll conquer your darkness, I won’t be denied.

Through laughter and tears, I’ll reclaim my smile, For happiness awaits, just beyond the next mile. I’ll gather my courage, stand tall and strong, And sing a song of resilience all my life long.

So, screw you, Depression, your time will be through, I’ll face you head-on, my spirit anew. With the support of loved ones, I’ll heal and repair, And find peace and serenity beyond compare.

For life is a journey, and I’ll walk with pride, With love in my heart, I’ll never hide. No longer a captive, no longer a slave, I’ll embrace every moment, the freedom I crave.

So, screw you, Depression, I’ll rise above, With the power of self, and the strength of love. I’ll shatter your chains, break through the strife, And live a life filled with purpose and life.