General TW
I want to live on an island.
Where there is no judgement, pain or hatred.
Where everyday is never the same.
Maybe if this island were real,
It all would have a point.
Maybe something would have meaning.
Maybe I would be someone.
But now,,
All I am is the island.
Nothing more than a speck in the vast blue open air.
If I were to get lost, I’m sure I wouldn’t care.