Doormat

i am gonna face it. im a doormat i spend most of my time doing shit for ppl i think care about me and get nothing in return. wait i take that back i get lots of heartache and resentment. and these assholes think im so satisfied by just getting to be around them. how can so many men be such emotional retards. i know im not perfect but i love with my whole heart and if i care for you theres nothing i wouldnt do for you. so why am i always left waiting for something better to come along. if you could only see that what i could offer u would be all you would ever need. then u would never want for anything else. of course i would like to chalk this up to their loss. but i cant help what my heart wants and when my heart yearns for someone its the equivalent of a mack truck with no brakes, its gonna keep on coming with no stopping. oh well i guess ill suffer once more. its become a way of life. call me the queen of all that is unrequited.