You use me everyday and I bring you great comfort but do you even acknowledge my existence? Where else do you go when you need a moment or hour to relax yet I’m pushed down and left with an imprint of you for hours is that right? I guess you feel close but closeness has it’s limits and I’m getting tired of being sat on like a …. oh yeah I guess you’re right. Next time it would be nice though if you could acknowledge me or at least use a different part of your body I’m beginning to smell.
WHO AM I?