My smiling face
Waits to be trampled.
My open arms
Wait for disappointment.
I lay myself down,
For that�s all I�ve ever been,
All I deserve.
I could rise above if I really tried,
But it�s easier to give up,
To let hope die.
I�m always here,
Beneath your feet,
Awaiting rewards
For my good deeds.
As you arrive,
And long after you�re gone,
I am your welcome mat,
Waiting to be walked on.
