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.