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I’m stuck on a screen “It’s always the phone” the adults say I mean are they wrong? I am always on it I look around my room my mother complains isn’t “clean” I was up scrolling till 2 in the morning yesterday I mean has it really been the phone all along? All it encourages me to do is quit Have I finally “matured” enough to realize it’s making my mind a sick green? I look around my room from the bed I lay Is it the phone that makes me feel like I don’t belong? That throws me inside a pit?
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Oct 8, 2025
Oct 8, 2025 at 5:33 PM UTC
Screen Time
I’m stuck on a screen “It’s always the phone” the adults say I mean are they wrong? I am always on it I look around my room my mother complains isn’t “clean” I was up scrolling till 2 in the morning yesterday I mean has it really been the phone all along? All it encourages me to do is quit Have I finally “matured” enough to realize it’s making my mind a sick green? I look around my room from the bed I lay Is it the phone that makes me feel like I don’t belong? That throws me inside a pit?
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Peter07212009
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Oct 8, 2025
Oct 8, 2025 at 5:33 PM UTC
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