I am used all day
By rude people
People walk all over me
I get trampled
My heart is never considered
People just continue on
They go on their way
But I can’t say I blame them
For I am only a rug
~March 2010~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know how you feel in this one. It happens a lot, and I'm sorry it had to happen to you. Don't lose sight of the good things in life though.