Please stop A Poem by lexie shockley

We stand face to face, I start to cry, As your voice, It Begins to raise. I don't know what I did, I don't know why I'm being hit. One night I'm your baby girl, The next I'm a Demond. You yell and ask me Why I was born, I respond crying, Daddy I don't know Your fist now through the wall, Me flinching with terror. You walkout Slamming the door behind you I run up stairs balling Laying in a ball Asking myself Why? What did I do? Maybe I shouldn't be here Maybe I don't belong Maybe you were right Maybe I shouldn't have been born at all