An Island

I guess in all the madness of my life
I learnt one thing again and again.
Eteched in tears and laughter is the fact:
I am an island and no boats can reach my shore
Now many people have splashed in the water surrounding me
Desperate to join me and my restless mind
These people now have small tokens of my affection
Small pieces of my heart drifting around in the water.
In the times where there is dark or light
My island still remains just me, My life, My choices

My mess

Is this what growing is?
Like you say
It's easier to realise that in all of this.
This great big game, this great big trial
we are alone.
Than to lie to yourself.
To carry a niave belief that when people invade you that they stay forever
without taking away any fragment of whats yours.
I guess I have learnt the hard way
As soon as you rely on someone to understand, to see you through.
That's when you suffer
That's when things start to go downwards.
Down..
Down...
Down...
I put a flag up today, It's flying on the shore
It's a sign my Island wont surrender to invasion anymore