You’ll wonder what runs through my mind,
And think about just what you’d find
If all my words were to align,
And all our thoughts could be combined.
You’ll think about those halcyon days,
Where talk was free but never cheap,
Recalling all that we would share
Before these nights where you feign sleep.
‘Cause now each day you just feel blind,
You never really know my mind,
I am a stranger in your home,
I am no longer of your kind.
But you still love me through and through,
And I’m in awe of what you do
In spite of outbursts rash and raw,
You persevere; you still adore.
For in your eyes, I still remain
One of your boys; never a drain
On you or the home that you have provided,
Where all that I do is never derided.
In spite of my state, I’ll never forget
Just what you do here, for you have beget
Something amazing, that much is true,
And for all of that, I’ll always love you.