I just randomly made a song lyric/poem!

Throw the phone on the floor
I can't take it anymore.

Wow, I guess when I'm fed up with something, I can make something. Now, if I actually can continue...let's see.

Throw the phone on the floor
I can't take it anymore

the pointless conversations that don't go anywhere
you and me weren't meant to be a pair

I'm tired of our walks where you just stare
did I make it obvious to you yet that I don't care?

Whoa. Go Margaret.