When red streams down in a pool, it’s true that I lose my cool.
I don’t find the need to hide it or to publicize it,
it’s something normal but, the society is blinded.
Why is it that a natural process is made into an issue;
a time of the month spent sitting with a tissue!
Wrapped in a newspaper, smuggled under the table,
caught in the act; hiding it’s label.
Checking the uniform for a stain,
stopping herself from doing it again.
She washes her face, to ward off the heat.
Faking a smile, for a week on repeat!
Mood swings ticking, pain starts kicking,
People acting bizarre, trust me its not a hazard.
Not a crime, it’s just a matter of time,
you too will name the one,
who must not be named!
A natural process that shouldn’t shamed. Period.