At this mirror call

Don't call me when you angry

don't call me when  you with your hating self and whispering evil in your darken moments

don't call me drunk or high.....intoxicated in mumbling of lies.....spitting words....can't find your panties 

don't call me to gossip or chatta batta clatta about anyone....or memory lost on a night out....feet in mud....stuck on a black eye emergency shouting fool

I guess you won't be calling me ....Now

unless you find God....within your being
Do you really care....or you just glance a look upon yourself.