We can't call a trouse,
coz you wasnt true,
i try to make the best,
out of this mess,
but it isnt easy,
i dont wana fight,
you didnt treat us right,
and we still lost you!
and now your gone,
i feel like,
i'm back on scratch again!
Emma Jane Rae
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/back-on-scratch/