Hand Unfair

It’s unfair hand you have it all while I’m stepped on everyday!  You are carefully washed while I wallow through puddle after puddle.  My existence is basically covered up all day while you’re free to feel everything. How did I end in this position where I lead the way but am never recognized?  I’d give up these steps just to walk in your life one day but come to think of it you wouldn’t be able to do that without me. So maybe I’m the unrecognized hero that wants some recognition after all.

FOOTNOTE- What part of one’s body am I  writing about? Don’t put your foot in your mouth thinking about it too much.