Doormat Blues

Sometimes I feel like that mat outside you door

Yes, times I feel like the mat outside your door

Scrape the dirt off of your shoes, so you don't track up your floor

I'm like that mat that's lyin' outside of your door

Sometimes I feel like a bag hung from the ceiling

A punching bag that's hanging from the ceiling

I'm taking lots of body shots while your working out your feelings

On your punching bag that's hanging from the ceiling

There are days when life is difficult and I'm feeling like I'm being treated rough,

But there's times of sharing triumph, grace, and joy and synergistic stuff