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The time of month – what doom and gloom
How did I get here again - so soon
I can’t see the roses, It’s like I grow horns
I’m twisting and hurting getting caught up in thorns

And I wanna scream really loud coz life feels hard
Why’ve I been dealt such a losing card
So I wanna run away and be alone
Be “unavailable” and switch off my phone

I trash my mind with this negative thinking
I’m feeling oblivious but I carry on drinking
I try to remember what I tried to forget
I’m feeling bloated and I start to sweat

I get so emotional so don’t make me cry
And everything that’s wrong seems to magnify
Just don’t even look at me – don’t even speak
Leave me alone for at least a week!

It’s my menstrual cycle, doing its thing
And all that’s good – doesn’t mean a thing
And I can’t wait till it’s all passed
The good news is – (Thank God) it doesn’t last………

by Gill Monks
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