Mistakes.
If stranded on an island, desolate
Alone, weary, knee-scraped dirty
Restful sleep, with a belly full, prerequisite
Would I need a warm blanket or companionship?
One things certain, thats for sure, to avoid
A difficult question, a sailing ship
To steer clear away of shore and
Disappear into the sunset, credits roll
Mistakes are the one thing I'll need
Tools to forge a path, personal growth
Like all life it starts with a seed
Live and learn, I must make these
The search for success brings strength
Scorned and hurt turns humility
After the dust settles, it lights a way
For a brighter and shinier day.