A winters d ay in a deep and dark december
I am alo ne gazin g from my window to the
streets below on a
fre shly fallen si lent shroud of snow
I am a ro ck I am an is land
Ive built wal ls a fort ress deep and
mig hty that non e may pe netra te
I have no need of friendship
friend ship causes pain
Its laug hter and its lov ing I disdain
Dont talk of lov e Ive hea rd the
word bef ore Its sleeping in my mem ory
I wont disturb the slumber of feeli ngs
that have died
if I neve r loved I nev er would have cried
I have my boo ks and my poe try to prot ect me
I am shiel ded in my ar mor
hidin g in my room safe within my womb
I tou ch no one and n o one touches me
And a rock feel s no pain
and an isla nd nev er cries

























