Listen to the words, understand these thoughts
This is the way, the way I talk
I'm often quiet, shy, and closed
but when I've got something to say
My emotions emerge.
Look me in the eyes and nod your head
For as long as you pretend I'll call you friend
But when I open my mouth and your head drops
Your phone becomes your solitary thought
I'll forget about why you're here, and the words I've said
I'm speechless with your action in my head.
I was there when you needed to share
I listened as you gabbed on and on
about something irrelevant...by the way, you were wrong
There was a reason I chose you to open up to
Clearly, our road leads to a dead-end
if you cared you would have been there as a friend
This isn't a first, but it is the last
As you sit across from me
fingers moving at warp speed
a grin on your face as you stare at your phone screen
Humility fills my face and frustration floods my heart
I've got nothing more to say except,
"Hold on to that phone because soon it'll be the only friend you've got."
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