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