Dear Daddy & Mommy,
Why do you hate me? I didn't ask to be born, yet you blame me, and it wasn't my fault.
Mommy and Daddy, I love you so much, yet you don't love me, and I don't know why. I do everything you tell me to do, but it is never enough; I clean the house, but still you beat me, and I don't know why. I fix what you tell me to fix for dinner, but it is never good enough, so I don't get to eat. I get straight "A's" at school, yet you still beat me, and I don't know why. I still love you, Mommy and Daddy; why don't you love me?
I didn't ask for you to be my parents, but you are, and I still love you. If you didn't want me, why did you have me? Why can't you talk to me without yelling and screaming? Why do you hit me when I just ask a question? What can I do so you will love me and quit hitting and yelling at me? The teachers at school are beginning to ask questions that I can't lie about anymore. They want to know why my ribs are showing, and they want to know what those strange marks on my arms, my back and my legs are from. Mommy and Daddy, please help me be a better kid, so you will love me like I love you.
Your ever loving child