I Am An IPhone
I Am An iPhone
I am an IPhone.
Intelligent, useful, full of hidden talents.
The first to be praised when things go right,
The first to blamed when things go wrong.
They either love me,
Or they hate me-
There is no in between.
Easy to crack,
'Cause no one bothers to catch my fall.
I am an IPhone.
At first, difficult to understand,
But once you get to know me,
I promise-
You'll be a fan.
Beautiful, yet fragile.
Be careful- I might break.
Inventive, creative, the future's new face.
Well known,well liked, but still got my enemies.
I am an IPhone.
So unique,
'Cause I'm me.
This poem is about:
Me