Poem not finished

I’m done waiting up all night
for a guy who lies
who says come home
but then changes his mind
I’ve lost all my beauty sleep
staying up late
and now I’ll never be pretty
Tell me how you really feel
without alcohols presence
while I smile on the phone
attempting to be pleasant
but in real like with my blood-shot eyes
from crying and screaming irrational thoughts
because I’m fucking crazy
but wait I’m just on my period
it will pass and I’ll be fine
yet but once again I ended my
period one month ago and I think
I’m pregnant, gosh only God really knows
Is it hormones or am I just an emotional person
Sorry to be a burden
I’ll let you go now

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