Cell phone
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She was tired of studying all day,
tired of being alone,
She wanted to go outside and socialize,
She wanted to get out of her home
She joined a sorority to meet new people,
My Head pops up
there's a loud BRRRING
no need to panic
My Alarm is doing his thing
i stretch my Arms
and i stretch them wide
yet, here i sit
with tired Eyes.
I crave it everyday
I do not "want" I need
The feel, the touch, the way it makes me feel
It brings me calmness and a sense of security
I am lost without it; it defines me as a person
Reception that is
What I’m stranded here with out
But I bring my cell
I can’t stay a day with out
I yearn to its touch, its feel, its blinking lights and sensors that grasp my attention every two minutes
It was washed in the waves
at Keikis Beach.
I used it to record lectures
while my teachers teach.
It got filled with dye
while I was dancing at the color run.
I scream 4 ur attention, jumping up and down.
I try 2 alert you;
Texts, Facebook notifications, voicemails and calls.
Sobbing sister, angry teachers and worried parents,
But always remember, don't kill the messenger,
Quick!
Turn around!
Catch this kid,
Phone lit right up,
fingers dancing across the screen.
Come on!
Look!
He's playing Candy Crush,
But your back is turned.
Fingers twitching in agitation
Forced withdrawal in frustration
doomed to social isolation
And perpetual aggravation
Decimated, destroyed reputations
Shortened, slighted salutations
