My Life as a Door Mat
I started by attending college, they taught me how to write good english. I ended up writing poems.
There was a time you used to rule over my life
I couldn't do a thing without your approval
All I did was please you
Whats I felt and wanted never mattered
I chose your happiness over mine
I chose to please you always
I chose to trust you always
I made choices that always favored
Yes I was your puppet
Yes I was once your slave
Yes I was under you
Yes I was your door mat
But not anymore
I gave you too much power over my life
But now I take it back
I am my own boss
Am no longer a door mat
That mat that everyone dusted their dirty shoes on
That mat that took it all and never complained
Am a dove now I fly high
Am free
My life as a door mat sucked
My life as a door mat was suffocating
My life as a door mat was choking
My life as a door mat broke me each day
Yes I was once a door mat but not anymore
Now take your time and think
Evaluate yourself
Do some soul searching
And find out if you are someone's door mat
If you are someone's door mat its time to break free
Don't allow anyone to crush you
Don't allow anyone to kill your dreams
Don't allow anyone to discourage you
Don't allow anyone to dictate and rule over your life
Choose your happiness before anyone else's
Choose to be satisfied
Choose to yourself
Poem by Ian Muiruri
© 2022 Ian Muiruri Wanyua