Leaving me?

I marvel how you yell at me while you're eyes are screaming Love me!

How can I turn away from your abuse?

How can I ever leave you like I am about to....

I am you're doormat... Just wipe you're feet before you enter

I whimper when you give me the look

I wanna hide in my toy box like I did when I was little and wait for cousin Leo to pick me up and tell me to be brave.

I wanna run away. When you try to act all, different. You hurt me more then you hurt your self.

Of course I've seen the scars on your arms.

They make me worry, I think you can leave me any moment, You think your helping everyone else you're not helping me.

How can I trust my skates when they aren't sharped?

How can I climb when my rocks are wiggly?

Why do I keep coming back to you?

Because, I want you to know I will be there for you...

But I don't know how much longer I can take being a doormat.