Phone Taken, Study Time forced

I put my phone away, 

and the room becomes quiet. 

It feels like the calm before a storm. 

The walls seem to share secrets about dreams I forgot and tasks I didn't finish.

Now, I have to study. 

My table is messy with papers. 

There are ink stains from thoughts I didn't fully write out. 

A blank page feels heavy, 

just like my phone that’s not buzzing.

Outside, life goes on. 

I can hear laughter in the wind. 

My friends are sharing stories while I sit here alone. 

I feel lost in the silence, 

and each tick of the clock reminds me of what I can't have right now.

I read the words on the page. 

Each letter is a step forward. 

Sometimes, my mind wanders. 

I struggle to focus, but I'm also thankful for the push to learn. 

I discover new worlds hidden in the text.

With every highlight and quick note I take, 

I reclaim the time I wasted scrolling on my phone. 

Each minute spent studying feels like a win against distractions. 

It’s like sunshine breaking through the clouds.

My phone is just sitting there, 

waiting for me. 

Meanwhile, I become an explorer, 

discovering new ideas in books. 

In this process, I find a part of myself that goes beyond screens and quick moments. 

Here, in the quiet of study time, I learn to appreciate this gift of knowledge.