Here it is again
My mind sees all the horrors
Every twenty eight days it seems
I loose my sensibilty
I know there is nothing to worry about
But you haven't spoken to me for days
And another said you have spoken to her
So now I feel its all over
Dont know how to combat this time
Cant make the thoughts go away
I'll feel all different in a couple of days
But for now I fight PMT
Alison Smith
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pmt/
