Hormones (or Hormoans)

Clothes don’t fit

Oh the despair

Water retained

Oh God what’s this hair?!

Am I hungry?

What again!

I just carb loaded

Eating for ten

Angry episode

What over now?

For valid reasons,

Or am I a cow?

My life is shit

Nobody cares

Ugly crying for England

Even Gazza would stare

My face has changed

My body unsightly

I need beauty sleep

But I’m anxious nightly

Tits are tender

Don’t brush past me

Nipples will burn

My reaction ghastly

I’ll change my job

Perhaps I’ll move

I can’t be arsed

I’m not in the mood

Why chew so loud?

Why the attitude?

Don’t talk to me like that!

Everyone’s so rude

My hair is shit

My skin dull and dry

Why am I like this?

Brain Fog, Brain Fry

Hormones I need you

But please will you stop

The voice in my head

I feel it may POP!

My eyes are weary

My body so tired

It’s all a bit much

Hormones – You’re fired!

Helen Elstub