Abandoned house

I've got one foot over the threshold.
One foot outside the door.
Just give me one more reason.
There's a limit to what I'll endure.

Listen to me!
I've got opinions too.
And they matter
As much as yours do.

You want me prisoned
Is what I suspect.
To stay here
Is what you expect.

And be available
For you forever.
Here's what I think about that;
No more, never!

You can try and ponder
Let it all sink in.
Who I am,
And how good I've been.

If you don't
I guess that's your choise, BUT;
Don't be too surprised
When the door slams shut.