(WARNING SAD) Now I lay me down to sleep about a child

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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 every where.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...~*~ Pike Dunning ~*~