My lonely island – just me on it,
with daily worries, smiles, and a soul care kit.
In the 21st century, I must pay for a friend,
who listens, understands, and won’t pretend.

We no longer listen like we did before,
when someone drifts too long from shore.
There's barely space for one embrace –
We're always running life’s crazy race.

I once had a friend – I told him it all,
but the waves of life were just too tall.
Now I’m alone, with AI to talk,
and silent battles in my everyday walk.

Please come to my island of hope,
I’ll give you the strongest rope.
It doesn’t have to be this way –
I still want to give my love away.

Rok Leš