Life Without My Phone

I just wish people would leave me alone
And stop asking me what happened to my phone
I had my phone out at school in the hall
But I wasn't even trying to make no call
Here comes the principal, with his disgusting self
He only took my phone and not nobody else
It was only cause he saw the headphones in my ear
But the sounds of my music was all I wanted to hear
I used someone else's phone to text my mom cause I was feeling sad
I told her that, "They took my phone"
She texted me back, "Too bad"
The only way to retrieve it was my mom would have to get it
But she wasn't tryna hear it, no she wasn't even with it

Well, this is her mom and I have to say
I went to get her phone, yeah I got it the same day
She doesn't even know it, how she's sitting sad and blue
So I'm going to hold on to her phone, for about a day or two

No Instagram, no texting and not even Twitter
She looks so sad without her phone, she looks extremely bitter

I want her to learn and figure it out and see what else life's about
Not to have your phone every minute, I told her, "It'd be alright"
I guess she'll go to bed early just to make it through the night

Maybe she'll dance, or watch t.v
Life without a phone, how could this be?
Maybe she'll study, maybe she'll clean
Maybe she'll read, or maybe just dream

Well, she fell asleep on the sofa, sleeping in peace all alone
I guess she found something to do with her life without her phone

Next time she'll know and learn to abide
To the school rules, she will have to apply
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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