Not A Poet Just A Lonly Girl

It was the phones

Our parents kept telling us it was the phones.
They weren't wrong it was the phones

But when the world with in is so much better then when we look up what do you want us to do

It's like a drug we all ignore something no one can put away we can't breath without. It's our way of communicating ,learning, having enjoyment.

If you ask me to put my phone away for a week I don't know if I could. The ability it has to distract us from what we want to ignore is so strong but every drug has its down fall.

one small thing can be the epitome of your life's end as many would say screenshots of things you've said or your body can be shared or see something you shouldn't in seconds

it takes so much courage to post or say something but people can make you feel so small people are mean, cruel, scrutinising ,but people can be nice sweet and tell you things you want to hear with no meaning behind anything no meaning behind the words they say the nice words they say the cruel words they say.

And we want to be in that world because it's the phones fault.