Sometimes I feel like a dog at your feet
Just some stray you picked up along the way.
Not a dog you love or really care about
Just one you scratched behind the ears and it stayed.

A dog you forget to feed sometimes
You forget to play with, too.
But here I stay…begging ”love me, love me…
…I’ll do what you want me to”

…What a stupid dog I am
Always ready to forgive your unattention…
When you do remember to feed me…
Or throw the ball for me to fetch

“Throw the ball, master, throw the ball!!!”
Did I fetch it the right way this time?
Maybe this time you’ll let me sleep on the bed…
Or maybe I can spend some time with you…

Maybe…