I changed your name in my phone
It's sadistic in its own way
To think the boy I truly love
Can be known as ****-head or bae

We remain disconnected,
Like I'm calling on the phone
But always just getting a busy signal.

Thinking your friend is in danger is like getting a phone call saying "I'm beneath your bed"

Stark naked.
Reaching down.
Feeling giddy.
Thinking of you.

Through a phone line,
Electric currents
Deliver our very own
Explicit thoughts
Of us together
In dark and cold.

Moans and flicks combined with
Unrelenting hand movements; and
Imaginations connected
By two people on the line.

Release and satisfaction.
Feeling together.
Closing gaps and
Satisfying carnal desires

through a phone line

Because it's 4 a.m. now,                                                             ­                           

I am outside my house tonight,                                
Sitting in my tree,                                                            ­                                      

Knowing of all the things that are not alright,                                                  
      ­                            knowing I'm trapped with my own thoughts,
                             of self hate,                                                          
                and my only friend right now,
                                  is a ******* tree,  
                          Because they don't have cell service
                or phones,                                          
                             Because they never had a humanoid option
                                      even on man,
                             so while you sleep thinking
I'm fine,                    
           Know that it was a lie,                                                          
an­d I may think                      
of all the ways                                                             ­   
to                                                              ­                                    
go                          ­                                                          
die,                                                            ­                                          
but to leave the world                                                            ­    
       I can't have anyone on my side
and the tree is on my side,                                        
                   ­             and does a good job
                                                                ­             at pretending
                                                                ­                                             to be you,
                                                            ­                                telling me      
                                                        ­       I should of,
                                                             ­                                   just      
                                                                ­                             talked
                                                                ­                    to you.        
                                                                              but,                 
                                                I lied
                                                to you                
                     instead.  
I'm sorry,
my possible                          
friend.* 
____________________

Tick tock says the wall clock,
Tick tock is the noise it makes,
Round and round the hands go,
Sixty minutes is what it takes,

Tick tock the digital clock,
It's not what it says,
The digital clock is silent,
With no pendulum that sways,

Big and bold Grandfather clock,
Stands so straight and strong,
Usually in the hallway,
Wound up and never wrong,

All clocks are superfluous now,
If you need to know the time,
Check out your smart phone,
I check the time on mine.

I got a smart because I am getting smarter while going to school.
I got a smart phone but it is making me feel blue.
I thought the problem was because it is new to me.
There are too many options it is harder to work.
I get annoyed by all it's little quirks.
I can not have a picture next to my contacts because they are not stored in the sim card memory only and not on the phone memory.
At least the phone is not boring
I try to hang up the phone and accidentally dial instead
I am tempted to say, sorry I **** dialed you
Instead of the truth it is due to User error
I am smart enough to admit that my smart phone mades me feel dumb
Does that mean that the phone is really smarter than me?
I sure hope not

Your sleek and metallic exterior
is what captured my attention
but as I got to know who you are on the inside
I slowly began to fall in love

Everyone told me
that you were bad news
little did i know
that you would turn my life
into absolute mayhem

i couldn't go a day without you
It was as if you were a drug
that would slowly intoxicate me
and slowly got me addicted

My grades were slipping
my friends were becoming more distant
But all that didn't matter because I had you

Gradually, slowly, and effortlessly
I gave up my soul
to the one thing I had left
my phone