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.