Stuck on an Island
Stuck on an Island
By: Emma Wolff
Stuck on an island with nothing to do,
Stuck on an island staring at skies of blue,
No I did not bring my phone
And yes I am all alone
Stuck on an island and who knows when I’ll be home
The one thing I brought was all of my hope
I need it to live, I need it to strive
Hope in all tough times is what keeps us alive
Everyone need to hold on to that goal
When you lose hope it’s like a black hole
All dreams fade away
Nothing is as good on a day to day
Hope keeps our nation fighting when there are tough times
Hope is the heartbeat which defines the silver line
So yes I love objects and I love my friends even more
But without hope I would have no fight to stand for
Whether the fight is for pride
Or to solely save your life
Hope is what keeps us going
Hope is the light at the end of the tunnel that is glowing
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