He said "Young Lady, Your problem is you broken on the inside"
Then as he wrote some more He Explains "If You Start Talking It Might Help"
So In a hush tone I began to speak: Telling him the type Of stories no one else Believed

... Well Mr. The things I say are not fake,
Nor are they lies
These things I have not told another,
These things I never would have told a soul!
But If you say better it well make me: so let it be.
So you say you want to see, THE REAL ME!
The broken down girl: who hides Inside
The one who's to scared to to even cry,
Well I will not question your Method's or even ask you why,
I'll open up to you, or at least I'll try!
Please Don't scream, Or feel pity for me,
Try not to hold your ears, and listen closely my dear,
It begins with a hateful mother always screaming in my ear
I know every word that could cut your though your chest,
Leaven you there speechless, wonder what would come next,
I know every phrase that paralyze's the youth into thinking their no good,
I've been called it all, Like no child should,
Blind to her erroneous she mistreats me,
Not understanding the damage she has truly done:
O please SIR don't write that down: there's happy thoughts too.
Things aren't always sad and blue, Sometimes She makes me smile,
And when I'm sick she even Holds me for awhile,
Now Lean in closer my dear, and open up them ears,
heres the twist that'll make you sick:
It'll get you you screaming: EW. GROSS and ICK!!
From Five to Ten: The Older boy touch me here,
He put his fingers where they don't belong,
Put things I've never seen Where the shouldn't be,
I say No!! I say Stop!! : Not understanding why he's doing this to me
He whispers vulgar words in my ear,
Making me become Mute, Still Knowing it was wrong
I laid there taciturnity, Letting him Have his way with me,
Scared to death in this bloodcurdling event!
Now heres the Part that'll make you GASP!,
Who is this big old boy you ask?,
Not a friend or another
but it was My Older brother,
Now I bite my tongue, Not sure if I should go on
The Man in the suit Nods as if he wants me to SAY MORE,
He must Not see the tears I holds back, he must not see the sword
Twisting in my back, How can I tell him any more,
Such Truths I have Never told, Such words have never left my mind
I began again! When he tells me Where out of time
Can You Save it for next time!