You come to me
Without pause for thought
Sometimes desperate
Sometimes rude
Ignoring those around you
Sometimes drunk
In the middle of the night
And yet I show you
The light
And the righteous path
When you lose your way
You want me
To wear what you buy
Without question
Sometimes the way
You touch me seems untimely
And you lose your temper if
I do not respond
The way you want me to
You forget
That I may have bad days
When I am weak
Or not so bright
And that sometimes
I even wish
To be wiped out
Completely
And forever
What am I to you?
Just your iPhone, I guess
😁
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