I hate it when I hear you scream,
I hate it when you fight,
I hate it when you call each other names.
I hate all of it.

I always feel stuck between,
Not knowing what to do,
I don't know how I can help,
How I can ease you,
I feel so useless.

Now, as I write this,
I want to cry,
I'm so afraid,
That one day,
Everything we've been through,
Will disappear.

I can't take it anymore!
When will you stop fighting?
Can't you see,
That we are affected,
To all your bickering?

It hurts,
We're hurt,
To see you like this,
So, please stop...