Tossed In The Trash Pile

I feel like a chair.
People sit on me. They twist and turn.
When I break, Instead of even trying to fix me they throw me in the trash pile.
I feel used. I feel broken. Smashed to pieces.
Here I am lying in the garbage waiting to get burned.
Burned while I am still alive.
Burned by the people who broke me.
The people who didn't care.
Cared about the life that was ruined.
Cared about the life that was burned...