The phone in hand, a flicker of light,
An addiction that's grown, no end in sight.
The world is at our fingertips,
Yet we're lost in it, with endless clicks.
We stare at screens, day and night,
Our mobile addiction, an endless fight.
A world without it seems so hard,
We're trapped in a digital backyard.
Social media feeds, messages and texts,
Our minds absorbed, no time to rest.
A world beyond the phone seems far,
Our mobile addiction, a prison bar.
We forget the world around us,
Lost in screens, we're left to fuss.
Our eyes hurt, our fingers sore,
But we can't stop, we need it more.
Our mobile addiction, a silent curse,
A never-ending need, a constant thirst.
We must learn to put it down,
And see the world, beyond the town.
Let's break the chains of our addiction,
And live a life with less restriction.
For in the end, we'll see it clear,
The phone is just a tool, not a dear.
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