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Granted Paper


How did I end up here?

In the midst of all the loneliness and tears,

as i struggle to survive and flourish, in a place full of fears.

How did I end up here?

on a small deserted island where no one could hear,

and the only companions I had were the evil voices in my head that i’ve always feared.

How did I end up here?

Making a list in my head, I think of all my possessions that I wish i could have here,

of all the items that could have been resourceful, if only I had known.

How did I end up here?

As silence envelopes me and i crave human interaction,

I begin to talk to just about everything around me.

How did I end up here?

I make another list,

a list of all the people in my life that i have ever taken for granted, 

as I wish they were here.

How did I end up here?

Waking up away from all that i have ever known,

I begin to listen and see things that i never would have before, 

hearing the beauty in everything around me without societies input.

How did I end up here?

The longer I am here on this deserted island, with just me and my thoughts, 

the more I begin to realize what life is really about.

How did I end up here?

Although I desperately want my family here with me,

for them to comfort me on sad days, or to make a me laugh and even chase the nightmares away,

I know now that I can’t.

How did I end up here?

I wouldn’t want to bring them to this place with me,

because although I may miss and love them a lot, they are not what I need.

How did I end up here?

What I want and need is something simple, 

nothing big, and it is often taken for granted.

How did I end up here?

I don’t need materialistic items to make me happy,

but there is one item that I desperately wish I had with me.

How did I end up here?

I have now learned the values of life and the beauty in everything,

but the one item that I wish I had with me on this island is something I never thought I would live without.

How did I end up here?

I don’t need much in life to have a happy one, 

but on this island I need one thing desperately, 

and the item that I wish I brought with me is…

a lifetime supply of two-ply toilet paper. 

How did I end up here?  

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