The breaking of me

All my life I've been asking why me? what did i do to be treated this way and why did they have to hurt me the way they did? Being the youngest out of 5 children has never been so easy, the constant teasing and constant fighting never really ceased to stop always once it started but it was the typical for me until my mom got married and fell in love but even I know as the years pass the fire in her eyes dies out with each passing year but life is about to be even harder for her because of what he did to me the way he touched and violated me but none seems to care, none sees the mask he wears and pretends to be the perfect father when all he is, is just a slob that likes to touch underage girls.