poem of a stranded dude

I cannot believe I was tricked by those fools
who said it is hard to live alone.
I am stranded and yet, I am happy.
The only things I need are the basics.
No people to put pressure on what I do.
I do not need to dress to impress or
to socialize to expose me to a world full of sadness.
I wish no one saves me.

P.S. I finally have my own island.