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.