Monologue-chair

I don't know how your going to take this, but I have something really important to tell you. I am a chair. I hate being sat on, but it is an often occurrence nonetheless. Unfortunately, I have no limbs with which to move with, so I can only observe what is happening around me. However, I also lack eyes, ears, a mind, and even hands to write this with. So how am I talking to you, you ask? Well, this is merely the voice of a student, who can only vaguely imagine what a chair would do or think, if it could think, that is.