All I Need
If I was stranded on a deserted island, what can’t I survive without you ask?
Well you can forget my fancy iPhone made of glass.
Forget all of the technology and materialism,
‘Cause without this one thing, I just wouldn’t be living.
If I was stranded on a deserted island, what can’t I survive without you ask?
Oh it’s a person that I shall soon unmask.
My mother!
Patricia Dean, my creator and raiser.
Beautiful tan skin with lovely locks that fall below her shoulder
Man if only you could know her!
Indeed she drives me up the wall,
But being stranded without her would be my greatest downfall.
That person I just couldn’t do without.
Lord knows without her how great would fall my pout.
The one who I can share my fears, wildest dreams, and just about anything with
To be without her, would feel like death.
Raised me up, seen my rises amongst my falls,
And here with me she’s stuck through it all.
My #1 supporter and greatest confidant,
So stranded on a deserted island,
It is her, I could not do without.
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