We Need People

People, people, people, we need people

We need others to push us to improve

Without them our good character is removed

Some may be blinded that wealth and material commodity mirror the happy

But that is insanity

Lack of another would give way to growing loneliness

A loneliness that would consume our thoughts solely

A loneliness that gnaws away at our identity until we are stabbed with our own knife

Without someone to share our successes and failures with, what is the point of life?

One person is all I need to allow me to succeed

Clothes, shoes, and books shelter me

But people trump all three

If on an island on my own, my soul would be captivated by the waves pounding

But my one person will be my savior and keep me from drowning