My depression was a real killer last week. I had a very bad time through most of the week and I wrote this during one of my low times.
Its a poem? Not really a poem cause it doesn't rhyme but i'm calling it a poem.
She took all their insults
All the hating words
Kept it all bottled up inside her
Til one day she finally let it all out
And the world finally saw her
Before she destroyed them all