My Table For Six
I sit alone on my table for six,
Just waiting for the time to tic.
Groups of people sitting away,
Just because of one thing i used to say.
Expressing my self is hard to do,
Especially when there's no one to express to.
Am I not allowed to be someone who's courageous and cares?
Because that's the only reason why no one dares.
Why no one sits on my table for six,
Why I always watch the time tic.
Written on the 28-6-2017
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