There are no bridges from my shores.
I burned the all so I can't be explored.
I'm here, alone, on a desert island,
My personal insane asylum.

There are those who brave the open sea,
Between them and I, to check in on me,
My mind is rabid. Very Lord Of The Flies,
My defenses can raise in the blink of an eye.

I am a social castaway,
A self-imposed prison that Ican't escape.
How could I ever accept...