As I sit here and stare
and ask why I do not care
the thoughts of good times and fun
experiencing the warm sun
I look at my phone
but do not cry that I am alone.
Through this tiny screen
all can be seen.
My mother waves hello.
My sister and brother eat jello.
I smile and watch the waves
as if I am in a daze.
This perfect world is right here
and my family is still so near.
With this small little phone,
I know I am not alone.
Justin Bieber plays on the speakers
as I slip off my sneakers.
My sisters face appears on the screen.
I shield my phone from the suns gleam.
Although they are a million miles away
their voices and faces will continue to stay
trapped in my little phone
ensuring me I am not alone.