They say, look at a person's playlist
and you will hear how they feel
Look into a person's photos
and you see what matters to them
Read into a person's facebook or twitter
and you'll see how they think
All this stuff you find on a person's phone...
I guess you could say a new window to the soul
making it harder for us to get to know
someone because I know I don't let anyone touch my phone
and why should I?
with all those secrets to hide
letting someone in could be my demise
In a world where sharing is not always caring
It's more of a cry
A cry for attention
Because no one seems to see the need to mention
How we feel inside
So we keep it locked up and tied tight
Behind our screens in front of our welling eyes.
