Ode To Door

It gets hit each day
And slammed every minute
It has a lot to say
But can't seem to admit it

It has no mouth
So it can not speak
It can't tell you
That everyday it gets weak

Each time it is closed
You put it through pain
And it knows each day
You'll come back again

It has a knob
And it can be locked
Sometimes too many boxes
Can make it blocked

So let it breathe
And respect it some more
Next time you see it
Say thanks to your door

(This is my first funny poem so, I hope you like it!)