I use you in my sleep
And I use you in the shower
My messages you keep
And I can talk to you for hours
You’re shiny and unbreakable
Or at least so you seem
Until I drop you from my pocket
And let out a fateful scream
My coach, my team, my cheering section
You get me through my day
You’re stuck on me like an infection
For which my parents pay
I need you more than food
Without you I feel alone
Goodbye to you would make me brood
My beloved cell phone
Carly
Teen
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