It was a gloomy day & I went for a walk

I saw a chair-

one chair sitting by an old run down building

Who’s is it?

Why is it here?

i walk around to find someone,

or something

but, I find nothing.

I see old materials lying around,

like trash.

it’s just a lonely chair out there

right in the center

There are dead trees & plants,

it’s old & abandoned

That’s why no one is here,

it is lonely & boring

it is old and boring to you-

its beautiful to me

That’s why i chose to stay.