Not Your Doormat!
I'm not your doormat; I'm so much more than that.
I'm not your doormat; I deserve so much more respect than that.
I'm not your doormat; I'm so much stronger than that.
I'm not your doormat and I'm most certainly not your slave.
I'm not your doormat; I'm a human being.
I'm not your doormat; a dog to call when you too lazy to do it yourself.
You may think I'm weak but inside of me is a warrior that is stronger than you thought possible.
One day I will have the power to say no and stop kissing the feet of the idiots that constantly kick me.
Working my butt off and getting nothing in return I'm sick of it and refuse to stand for it any longer!
I'm not your doormat; a place to wipe your dirt on.
poem by Francesca Marie
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Lady Friend
Your beauty my trap
My better sense has snapped
Say you hate me
So I may leave
Am I your puppet
Or just a pawn
Playing this game
I'm just hanging on
You're sure to win
I'm bound to lose
I'm bound to the fact
That I'm a sucker
A loser
Your doormat
A nice guy
Need some cash
Take all that I have
Borrow my car
Go for a drive
Don't return it
Want to sleep
Lay in my bed
I'll be on the couch
While you screw with my head
I'm a sucker
A loser
Your doormat
A nice guy
Cheat on me
With an old friend
I' ll forgive you
So you can do it again
My confidence is gone
Yet my daydreams still hang on
One day you'll see
The love for you
Is in me
I'm not a sucker
A loser
Or your doormat
Just a nice dude
Who cares for you
poem by Matt Mondschein
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If you make yourself into a doormat, people will wipe their feet on you.
A Purpose in Life
You have to believe
You have a purpose
You have to believe
You're not just an empty soul
I'm not gonna stop for you now
I have a purpose in life
Chorus
This girl was made for reasons other
Than to lie in the road and get run over
I'm not the doormat here…
I have a purpose in life
End chorus
I'm starting to believe
There's a reason for us
I'm starting to believe
That something's gonna happen
But I'm not gonna lie
And let it happen to me…
I'm gonna happen to it
So I'm gonna be here for you
We have a purpose in life
Chorus
This girl was made for reasons other
Than to lie in the road and get run over
I'm not the doormat here...
I have a purpose in life
End chorus
When I lie in the road
Nothing happens
I don't want to be that girl
When I lie in the road
Nothing happens
So I'm gonna start something here
Chorus
This girl was made for reasons other
Than to lie in the road and get run over
I'm not the doormat here…
I have a purpose in life
End chorus
I'm not just a doormat. I'm not just being stepped on all over the place. If you look at the bulk of my material, it's about trying to find some strength through that.
quote by Lucinda Williams
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If you make yourself a doormat, you will be stepped on.
I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
quote by Rebecca West
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People call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
quote by Rebecca West
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People call me feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
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I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat.
quote by Rebecca West
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I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is; I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat.
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I...have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is. I only know that people call me a feminist when I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat, or a prostitute.
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A Dog Long Buried
A dead dog long buried
And yet-
Some yelps are still heard
Near the doormat
Even without a bee
Stinging
or anybody coming
home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A dead dog long buried
And yet-
Some yelps are still heard
Near the doormat
Even without a bee
Stinging
or anybody coming
back home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I still love you
I still love you;
Treat me as you please:
A friend or foe or a doormat.
Loving you is a pleasure
Rather than loving others
Or being loved by others.
03.05.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seeking Someone To Empathize
What do you mean,
I haven't shown you any sympathy?
That was the first thing I showed you,
The moment you chose to select me...
As your prey to victimize.
Thinking my respect for you,
Was a sign of weakness.
You just don't remember that,
Because I have been nothing but supportive.
And you are seeking someone to empathize,
With your current surprising financial dilemma.
And I no longer do charity work.
Nor am I a doormat to walk on...
To get you from Point A to B.
No...
Homey don't play games like that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A truant
Not read, you said;
Two days later, too,
Not read, you repeated.
Unbelievable, yet averred.
The tone I understood.
let me be your doormat
For your velvet sole
To brush against. Don’t tread
Me with the boots on.
1.07.99, palkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A leaf blade
In spring, as velvet
Soft and brown,
In summer, a carpet
Firm and green,
In autumn, a doormat
Coarse and yellow
And in winter, a wire-mesh
White like a skeleton,
A leaf blade lives through,
With its glory buried with it.
16.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Be a master to corner
He said,
‘I love you, my dear;
I shall wait at your steps;
I shall be your doormat;
I shall lay my life as your prize.’
She said.
I can’t love you, sorry;
‘What more do you want? ’
‘I don’t love slaves’
Women love only masters
They don’t love pleaders
22.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pa pa discourse
And now I bet
my stat be swept
by a bitman's cat
lol lol lol lol lol
this institution is
under the protection
of Dr House
direct
my stat on his doormat
dormant sleeping
good I ain't no statis
good they got no situation of
pa pa pa ranoia
'no more no more no more no more'
Note:
Pa pa-Serb. Bye bye
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Secretary
My Master is a man of might
With manners like a hog;
He makes me slave from morn to night
And treats me like a dog.
He thinks there's nothing on this earth
His money cannot buy,
And claims to get full wages worth
From hirelings such as I.
But does he? Though a Man of State,
And fabulously rich,
He little guesses that his mate
Is just a bonny bitch.
For he is grey and gross and fat,
While I am tall and slim,
And when he's gone it happens that
I take the place of him.
Oh God! The beauty of the blow
When I will blast his life;
When I will laugh and let him know
My mistress is his wife.
Today a doormat for his feet,
He loves to see me squirm . . .
Tomorrow,--how revenge is sweet!
The turning of the worm.
poem by Robert William Service
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