My Battle

Let me tell you a story about my life
I’ve been through things that really aren’t nice
I got diagnosed with depression in June
I got medication for it very soon
I just wanted to be my old me again
No one understood or felt my pain
I would sit in my room every night
Thinking in my head, «I can’t win this fight»
I remember when I nearly took my own life
The look in my mum’s eyes, I’ll never forget
Tears running down her face, I was filled with regret
Now my pain turned into physical pain
I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for the vein
I didn’t want to be here any more
The devil in my head would pick out my flaws
I was hurt, I was slow, I was weak inside
I can’t do this any more
I wish things could go back to
How they were
I can’t do this any more
I wish things could go back to
How they were
I turned into a person that people didn’t know
But now I’m recovering and people see me as Millie B
Millie B
I do it for the people who wanna see me
Not for people who disapprove
I’m winning my battle and I ain’t gonna lose
I’m gonna carry on doing what I’m doing
Don’t have time for people dissing and booing
I want people to know that I have feelings
When I spit bars I can feel myself healing
Healing inside for the pain that I’ve had
I hope you’re watching me up there dad
You got taken by the angels in the
I can see you, you’re the bright star in the sky
I just want people to see me for me
People will either love me or hate me
I can’t do this any more
I wish things could go back to
How they were
I can’t do this any more
I wish things could go back to
How they were