Mighty Me
On a deserted island all alone
No single person not even my phone
But wait all is not lost
Because I have something that is a must
A thing more valuable that most
Something that doesn’t have a cost
This thing is always with me too
Every day from morning till night
And that thing is my Might
"What is that?" you say
It’s something that will get me through everyday
A determination to carry on
No matter how bad it seems that I’m done
So when that rescue ship finally rolls around
There I am a survivor standing proud.
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