I am shipwrecked, and have been washed ashore.
The island is deserted, the island is quiet.
I am alone, left to my own devices.
I am allowed to be selfish, I am allowed to be ignorant.
The island is pleasant, the island is refreshing.
I am comfortable, left to my own narcissism.
I am not judged, I am not guilty.
The island is blinding, the island is dark.
I am careless, left to my own direction.
I am distracted, I am lost.
The island is lonely, the island is empty.
I am exhausted, left to my own defeat.
I am despareate, I am reaching.
I am shipwrecked, and now seek resue.
...Changing who I've been to who I need to be
