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 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 do a wrong I can’t speak at all
Or else Im locked up All day long.
When Im awake Im all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren’t home
When my mommy does come home I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight,
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie’s bar
I heard him curse
My name is called I press myself,
Against the wall,
l I
I just want a kind touch
A gentle word or praise
I look to you with hopeful eyes
But you just look away
I don't understand it
Did I do something wrong?
I'm sorry
Please stop hitting me
I only want...
But you don't care
You never listen to my words
You only hurt me more
Maybe I should fight back
Let you know how it feels
I was born and raised in the U.S, my name is Amber, I am a great fan of warriors, seekers, and survivors and I enjoy fan art of them. I have two dogs, Hank and P.J, P.J is a Boston terrier he is 9 years old and hank is a beagle and he turned 2 on the 4 of july.
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 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 do a wrong I can’t speak at all
Or else Im locked up All day long.
When Im awake Im all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren’t home
When my mommy does come home I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight,
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie’s bar
I heard him curse
My name is called I press myself,
Against the wall,
l I