"A winter's day
In a deep and dark December
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock
I am an island.

I've built walls
A fortress deep and mighty
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship
friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock
I am an island.

Don't talk of love
But I've heard the words before
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries" (c)