I need my phone
I need my phone.
Yes I'm addicted,
But I need it.
What if someone text me,
Or messages me on Facebook,
Or maybe sends me a snapchat.
I need it.
I need it to show people my pictures.
I need it to calculate how much of something I have.
I need it to listen and rock out to my music.
I need it.
I need it when I feel uncomfortable,
Not sure what to do or where to put my hands.
I need it when my friends are having a tough time and need someone to talk to.
I need it to show the people that might want to harm me that I'm in contact with someone and able to call 911.
I need it.
Yes I'm addicted,
But I need my phone.
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