Analysis of Love Dog

I think im like a dog, sometimes
In the way I love, a loyal slobbering mess for my human

Now i feel like a wounded stray
without a master or a friend
I bear my teeth at those who yell
and bit at those who hurt me

I dont know why I bite
Im just scared to be alone
I just want to be someones dog
to be loved and praised, to have a reason
I would be the best dog too

If they told me to sit, i would stay untill I died
Waiting for them

I wish people saw how much I would do for them
I search for my human and i hope they search for me too
I will wait for them, forever
Just like a good dog should