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.