I am the chair in the corner,
noticed only when someone is tired.
The light bulb on the ceiling,
switched on when the sun goes down.
I am the last chat in the inbox,
opened when replies run out.
The “can I call you?”
when everyone else is busy.
I learned slowly and quietly
that being chosen and being needed are not the same.
Being chosen takes your freedom;
being needed gives you dignity.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 7:59 AM UTC
I am the chair in the corner,
noticed only when someone is tired.
The light bulb on the ceiling,
switched on when the sun goes down.
I am the last chat in the inbox,
opened when replies run out.
The “can I call you?”
when everyone else is busy.
I learned slowly and quietly
that being chosen and being needed are not the same.
Being chosen takes your freedom;
being needed gives you dignity.