Dear Teddy Bear

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.