PMS

I need to get a grip on my life
Not let anything else decide
I need to put the effort and strive
Nor for anyone else but myself fight

The onset of PMS is such a bitch
Turning me into an emotional wreck
Stirring things up like the wicked witch
Flick me away as though I'm just a speck

Gain control dear darling
Don't go down the dark spiral
Keep yourself from falling
Away from the contagious viral

I'll be better I know of it
As of now I'm just so exhausted
The pieces of my life don't seem to fit
Goodnight now I'm busted

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