Without my Cell Phone

                                    As the sound of "Bring" hits my ear,

                                   Oh how I wonder what'd I'd find here,

                                   What other way to stay in contact,

                                  As well as playing a game called Stack

                                        Not to mention killing time,

                                        During the games half-time, 

                                  Or calling a friend to see what's the news,

                          Talking about shoes and not knowing which to choose,

                                             But what'd I'd do,

                                            Without your view,      

                                        All your apps and widgets,

                                           And putting in digits,

                                      How would I talk to my friends,

                                      As well as spending weekends,

                                         Well I wouldn't live at all,

                                            Not being able to call,

                                       To make plans for the weekend,

                                      And taking pics with my bestfriend,

                                    As well as making memories at the beach,

                                Swimming all the way to the bottom we'd reach

                                            Yet not a day goes by,

                                         My phone doesn't occupy,

                                           My thumb and eyes,

                                            As well as my mind,

                                           And sometimes I wonder,

                                             How much I'd suffer,

                                             What life would be,

                                             Without this screen.