How will I know
If I go mad,
Will I cheer
Or will I be sad?
If I wet myself
On the bus,
Will the driver shout
And passengers cuss?
Could I be a whole
Or maybe a half?
Will people stare
Will people laugh?
Confused and lonely
The streets I‘d roam,
And then the police
To take me home
Will you still love me?
All the same,
Even when
I forget your name.
I could be hard
To understand
Will you be there
To hold my hand?
