Walk a little straighter,

You have a dripping sensation coming from inside,

You’re growing up girl and nobody knows what is happening inside,

Your pace is picking up, as you see the school restroom,

To your surprise, a big red stain in the back of your pants,

Death surly but just the gift of menstruation,

How to escape the awkward years of becoming a woman,

Hormones going wild as you try to grip reality,

Taking your purse to the bathroom to hide your secret from others eyes,

A secret women have to embrace together,

Growing up means your body is maturing,

The mind might resist the change,

But the promise of potential motherhood,

Comes each month.