When I was a little girl,
I was not worrisome,
just wanted my fairyworld.

And when I grew up,
they stopped me from worshipping,
sitting on the comfort couches.
All I thought , I did a crime,
my body was bleeding !

Was I responsible for this ?
was I not a normal human being?
All I could do now was sit in the corner
for five days not touching anybody, not doing anything ...

I was a 10 year old girl who barely knew about her menses.
Who barely knew what were the changes she was going through.....