Peggy Wendt Poet I do not know?

Cuts and Scars

cuts and scars
I may cut myself with a knife 
I may get a scar from it 
It may look like it hurts but it don't 
The scars that hurt are the ones from 
Getting treated like a toy
Are being broken hearted
Or even having to watch you and mom fight 
And yell at one another
It may just seem like you are only hurting one another 
But the truth is You're hurting us kids to 
You make us worry 
if we are still going to be a family by tomorrow 
Please don't argue
Please don't yell 
That don't help us kids 
We think that you guys might split up sometimes
But when you make up it gives us a relief
Argue and yelling doesn't help us or you 
It just makes things worst
Please don't spilt up 
cause if you do I won't know what to do

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