Nothing To Do. Period.

Nothing To Do. Period.

A Poem by Beatles9322
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This is about my monthly cycle. UGH!

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Will this pain ever end?

I am doubled over,

By the extent of it,

Can nobody help me?

 

Can nobody hear my cries?

Or see my strained and pallid face?

Or see me clenching my stomach?

Can anyone see me at all?

 

This hurt, this ache,

It's too much to bear,

Some days it hurts so much,

That I'd rather be dead.

 

There is nothing to do,

I say to myself,

As I reach for the Midol,

Ugh, it sucks being a girl.

© 2010 Beatles9322


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Added on October 25, 2009
Last Updated on September 5, 2010

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Beatles9322
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