Blame The P.M.S by Destiny

I hate you i scream, as you glare at me cause I'm eating all your ice-cream.

Craving food, and I'll fight for it too, I'm running and pushing to get to the Lou.

You call me bossy, but you better watch out, "I'll kill you" i scream "and i will with out a doubt!"

If you mention the word stress I'll have a panic attack, you treat me like a mental patient or you think that I'm whack.

You say I'm grounded i feel angry and weak, I scream "shut up and take a flying leap!"

"No dinner for you and that we KNOW !" "Fine" i said , as I climbed out my bedroom window.

I was happy with glee as i entered the Seven Eleven, I thought i had surly died and gone to heaven!

Out of the corner of my eye i saw my mom and dad, if thought there necks were bright just look at there heads!

They dragged me home I had to clean up every mess, I said don't blame me, blame the P.M.S ! "