Self-Analysis

I once had a toy, it was mine I could take it around and show it to people I once had a friend, she was mine I could take her around and show her to people I still have my toys but my friend is gone Don't know what's wrong with me Wrong with me I once had a dog I could talk to And it was my dog, forever and ever I once had a friend that said she would be mine Forever and ever and ever I still have my dog but my friend is gone Don't know what's wrong with me Wrong with me I once had some thoughts that my life would be full If I just had my toys and my ideas I once had a life, now it's gone And the things that were in it are slowly departing My toys are all dead but my friend is here Nothing is wrong with me Wrong with me Wrong with me