I hate you your a no good man you do nothing but annoy me and you never understand you say its ok and you want to be there but i see you staring at the door looking for an escape i hate you your a dog your the lowest of low you dont care about my feelings and my opnions I belong in the kitchen right not in an office I hate you your a pig you dont care cause if you did you would be more sensitive during these five days out of the month that i feel like hell why do you make me cry and yell you say nothing you just sit there and stare at the door waiting for an escape how bout a little hug or back rub is that too much to ask you try having cramps and emotional mood swings and you see if you dont get annoyed by every little thing a feeling of ickiness and headaches being tired , bloated and cranky stop piting me and dont pretend to understand you have no idea what im going through, you you man stop looking at me with fear in your eyes three more days of this and I will put away this frown and return to my same old self once premenstrual sydrome travels onto some one elseBirth sign: Aries
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