Hello, Hi, How do you do?
What is it that I may do to help you?

Yes, I guess my duty is to help you
Get to where you want to go
Sans the dirt you drag around constantly
Making you clean and presentable.

While you happily enter to claim what you seek, 
I stay here, bruised by your rough and dirty feet.

I don’t think you know or realize that 
A lowly, inanimate welcome mat may feel pain
Just like you.

Maybe I deserve it for being a welcome mat
Or maybe I do not, as this is how I was made
Either way it does not conceal the fact 
That every time I am needed by you, I ache.

Thus is the insignificant plea 
Of a common welcome mat
There for everyone at his own expense 
But never once appreciated.