My Favorite Object

Being on an island

Alone with no one to talk to

What a scary time

How will I survive?

What will I bring?

Most people would say

Food or maybe a special someone

But not me, I am very different

My volleyball for the love of the game

To have something to occupy myself with

A net would be made out of sticks

I would no longer be nervous  and afraid

I have my favorite object

My volleyball