Mommy!
why are you so angry?
you didnt want me.
you didnt love me.
you couldnt look at me,
and see yourself.
you didnt want me to talk.
what were you afraid
that i'd say?
you were so angry
you couldnt even give me away...
you couldnt allow me
a chance to live!

i'm not angry with you.
i'm free now.
no more pain, no more hurt,
no more fear...
i'm free now.

will you ever be free?
what are you so afraid of?
why are you so angry?

Eric Cockrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caylee-s-prayer/