All I need to survive is joy. Not the kind that is brought upon by a simple toy. But the kind you get by simple life. I could live with nothing not even a knife. Simple happiness will get me through the darkest days, for every time I wake there's the sun's rays. Would life alone be all so bad? Would having nothing make life so sad? I find that hard to believe when surrounded by God's greatest creation. Knowing I'm still living with innocent joy will bring me salvation.