Did you ever ponder?
What I went under When you left me out in thunder?
How would I have crossed the road without holding your hands?
What about my backward walks when I talk? Who will hold before I fall?
Who will cutoff the conversation when I get more than frank to strangers?
My stories to bed? My disoriented dress?
My need of assurance whenever I am in muddle?
My midnight snacks? All those errands?
Why didn't you bother?