the cries of a young girls pain

The cries of a young girls pain As I walk up these stairs, guess what I see? I see a family of two, with the faces of glee When you look into my eyes You'll never know the pain that's inside Think of a flower that has begun to wilt This girl in front of you has a lot of doubt she has dealt Do not weep do not sob Instead think of corn on the cob As you eat the corn, you throw the cob away The girl with horns is now in misery The sounds of smack against her skin The light in her eyes has begun to dim The flower, once young and beautiful, is now old and dead Just like this girl, she is still young and beautiful, but she is now old and dead in her head The sounds of silent cries echoes in her room The girl wonders if this is her doom As you hear the sounds of screams You'll never hear her cries and weeps as she dreams As you hear laughter roaming in the halls You'll never hear her weep, her tears now as waterfalls Quicksand that has pulled you in quick Is the mind of this girl which has begun to sink As she gets snitched by her brother She still wishes she had her mother and grandmother "I'm sending you away!" Well...let's just hope I"ll be put into a good family As I write this just know For this is my story of pain but to show that I also grow Do not worry for what I've put here Do not shed a single tear For my name is Myia (My-ee-uh) and I am a survivor I am stronger and I will not keep silence any longer The end