Abuse Me

Here I am
Your doormat
Step on me
And wipe your feet.

Walk all over me
Like you always do
I can take it
I always have before.

Use me to clean up
Then be on your way
Ignored and neglected
Just like before.

I'll be your doormat anytime
And I think you know that.
Each time I think it'll be different
But I should know better.

You always leave me
Beaten and broken
I'll mend myself
I'm more than capable.

The scars are buried
Deep inside
No one will see them
Because I buff them away.

One day
I'll find the perfect one
Who sees the scars
But isn't scared.

He'll see right through me
Understand how I feel
He'll love me for me
And not change me.

When that day comes
You'll be sorry
That you can't come back
To wipe your feet again.