Tell me who you areA Poem by HeiligAmongst the whole cocktail bar I feel like I'm a chair, not a star of every table every night, but I have seen a lot of fights. I'm useful, but I am not unique. People choose me, but I'm not their first pick. "There are so many chairs" they say, "and they're fine in their own way." But I want to be as sparkling as you wish, I want to be your favorite dish. But I am just a chair in the bar, among other seven billion stars.
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Added on August 21, 2017 Last Updated on August 21, 2017 Tags: bar, drinks, unique, ordinary life, dreams |