Repeat after me, ladies:
I am not a doormat -
For you to walk all over
(I'm tired of your dirt !)
I am not an ATM -
For friends and family
(get a job !)
I am not a taxi service -
To drive you around all day
(and no, you can't borrow my car either !)
I am not your priest or a psychiatrist -
For you to whine and confess to (I have my own problems.)
I am not running a boarding house -
For you to live on my couch
(get out !)
I AM living my own life.
(get your own !)
Repeat after me, ladies:
I AM NOT A DOORMAT !
(there, doesn't that feel good ?)
YOU ARE READING
Molasses
PoetryA short book of poems to help you navigate the sticky, often painful end of a long-term relationship. Love hurts !