Monthly Companion

Every Month,

I turn into a paranoid mes

As I ask the next girl

To check the back of my dress

Every Month,

You arrive without an invitation

It is the habit of yours

To put me into tricky situations

Every Month,

Since the time I was twelve

You have given me

Mood swings in which I dwell

Every Month,

I wonder whether you are blessing or a curse

Since the cramps that you gift me

Go from bad to worse

Yet, Every Month

I do know

That you flow

To help me grow.