My name is Becky I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made 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 speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor
My name is Becky And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
Another one...
Teddy, I've been bad again, My Mommy told me so; I'm not quite sure what I did wrong, But I thought that you might know.
When I woke up this morning, I knew that she was mad; Cause she was crying awful hard, And yelling at my dad.
I tried my best to be real good, And do just what she said; I cleaned my room all by myself, I even made my bed.
But I spilled milk on my good shirt, When she yelled at me to hurry; And I guess she didn't hear me, When I told her I was sorry.
'Cause she hit me awful hard, you see, And called me funny names; And told me I was really bad, And I should be ashamed!
When I said, "I love you, Mommy," I guess she didn't understand; Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth. Or I'd get smacked again.
So I came up here to talk to you, Please tell me what to do; 'Cause I really love my Mommy, And I know she loves me, too.
And I don't think my Mommy means, To hit me quite so hard; I guess sometimes, grown ups forget How really big they are!
So Teddy, I wish you were real, And you weren't just a bear; Then you could help me find a way To tell Mommies everywhere.
To please try hard to understand. How sad it makes us feel; 'Cause the outside pain soon goes a way, But the inside never heals!
And if we could make them listen, Maybe then they'd understand; So other children just like me, Wouldn't have to hurt again.
But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight, And pretend the pain's not there; I know you'd never hurt me, So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!
18 years, 9 months & 11 days ago
