Kick me when I\'m down,
Rub some salt into my wounds,
Ignore me when I need you,
And treat me with contempt.
Leave the dirty work to me,
To nourish, nurture, care.
As long as you are ok,
You don\'t need to worry, anyway.
Just keep on wearing your blinkers,
And never look back.
But if it all goes wrong,
Then know I am still here,
Battling on, battling on.
But don\'t ever think,
You can return.