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.Well I`ve heard the word