Please read this because it is so sad
__//;please pass it on if you even have the heart to do it:


- 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 weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong, I cant 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 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 hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work
He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it
And i start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard w