That chair
By the side of the road
That is my home
Not this place
I want that comfort
Under the open sky
Not hidden away
Like this place
Once someone sat
On my chair, waiting
As if I could escape
From this place
There is a chair here
But it is not mine
I sit but cannot breathe
Not in this place
I do not wish
My chair were here
It would change
Ruined by this place
Ruined like I am
In this place
By the side of the road
That is my home
Not this place
I want that comfort
Under the open sky
Not hidden away
Like this place
Once someone sat
On my chair, waiting
As if I could escape
From this place
There is a chair here
But it is not mine
I sit but cannot breathe
Not in this place
I do not wish
My chair were here
It would change
Ruined by this place
Ruined like I am
In this place
!