They fight,
They scream,
And I'm put in between.

I cry,
Till the tears burn my face.
And I know neither one will win.

There are no winners,
But only one loser,
And that loser is me.

There is nothing to gain,
Just the hurt and pain,
The blame and shame.

I have to run and hide,
To keep from having to choose a side.

In my room I'm sit and scream.
The fights are getting worst,
And they're all because of me.
If I hear them fight one more time,
I'll end it all.
I'll leave them alone,
So they have nothing,
To fight over.
Maybe then,
It will be peaceful.