Thursday, October 6, 2016

I Am Not


I tried to learn your way of thinking.
I can't be as bitter as you.
I tried just pretending I agree with you.

I am not your punching bag.
I am not your doormat.

A punching bag is made of leather.
I am made of flesh.
Leather is made from flesh.
I am not your punching bag.

A punhing bag is stuffed with cotton or some other crap that holds it together so it is strong.
I am stuffed with bones and organs and other crap that holds me together so I am strong.
I am not your punching bag.

A door mat is flat.
You have beaten all the diminsion out of me.
I am not your doormat.

A door mat is rough, so when you stomp on it scraped the crap off your feet.
I am rough, so when you come and walk on me I get your crap from off your feet.
I am not your doormat.

A doormat has a nice saying you can pick out to be just what you want.
I have to say just the right thing, just what you want.
I am not your doormat.

I am not your punching bag.
I am not your doormat.

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