Doormat

Doormat.
People Pleaser.
The 'Go Ahead, Stomp on Me'
The 'Yes, I'm okay. Promise.'
Always wear that smile, darling, things won't change.
Need a Kleenex?


It makes me gag,
Trying to fill
Such a mold 
That is bent in places that I can't bend.
You twist, and pull me into positions
I'm not strong enough to hold
I break
I fall
It's never going to work