For all you Hermits and wanna be Hermits, a song for you.
I am a Rock - Simon and Garfunkel
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
Woke up this morning feelin’ fine
There’s something special on my mind
Last night I met a new girl in the neighborhood, whoa yeah (Ooh)
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)
Perhaps not a hermit but I was very much a loner in later teenage years when not at work. This might be thought similar.
I never thought I’d end up with a family. Families don’t allow for being a hermit …or ‘lonerism’. I always worked better alone. I like some time alone now all the family have grown up and left. I’d sure miss Mrs mart if she wasn’t there though.