Saturday, June 19, 2010

Daddy.. it hurts...



My name is Chris ,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen...
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have m ade ,
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my Mommy,
Would still want to hug me.

I can't do a wrong,
I can't speak at all,
Or else I'm locked up,
All day long.

When I'm awake,
I'm all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home.