Doormat
As a child I was told to be seen and not heard
Do as you are told
Do not argue
To express my anger was to be disobedient
And disrespectful to my elders
As an adult I cannot confront or show my anger
I have people walking all over me
I cannot say how I feel
A doormat is what I am
What I shall always be
Unless I can find a way
To confront my past
And deal with my anger
I shall never be able to see a brighter tomorrow
I wait and pray that this day will be soon
When I can clear my attic
Put the past behind me
And move forward
Into the brighter tomorrow
That I know I have the right to
But fear only stops me from stopping
To be a door mat
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