Who Says-Alone

I float. Drifting through life, Barely there. Maybe I want to be alone. After all, it's in my name. Island. What can I say? I guess I was made To be alone. But then again Who says My name Defines Me? Who says That I have to be alone? I have the sharks The birds And every piece of driftwood That washes up on my shores. I will never be alone. But then again, Who says I can't be Alone?