Wednesday, April 7, 2010


Teddy, i have been bad again.
my daddy told me so:
i am not quiet sure what i did wrong.
but i thought you might know.
when i woke up this morning,
i knew he was mad and
he yelling at my mommy.
and my mommy crying awful hard.
i tried my best to be real good,
and do just what he said.
i cleaned my room all by myself,
i even made my bed.
but i spilled milk on my good shirt,
when he yelled at me to hurry,
and i guess he didnt hear me.
when i told him i was sorry.
cause he hit me awful hard, you see,
and called me funny names.
and he told me i was really bad.
and i should be ashamed.
when i said, "i love you daddy"
i guess he didnt understand.
cause he yelled at me to shut my mouth.
or i did get smacked again.
so, i came up here to talk to you,
please tell me what to do.
cause i really love my daddy.
but i dont know does he loves me?
i dont think my daddy means
to hit me quite so hard.
i guess sometimes, growns-up forget,
how big they really are.
so Teddy, i wish you are real.
and you weren't just a little bear.
then you could help me to find a way.
to tell daddies everywhere.
to please try hard to understand.
how sad it makes us feel.
cause the outside pain soon goes away.
but the inside never heals.
and if we could make them listen,
maybe then they did understand.
so other children like me..
wouldnt have to hurt again.
but for now, i guess i'll hold you tight.
and pretend the pain is not there.
i know you did never hurt me.
i love you...

so goodnight Teddy.
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