I'm Not a Rock. I'm But an Island.

by Sis Cat

The author has placed a warning on this post for sexual content.

A winter's day
in a deep and dark December,
I am alone . . . again.
Peeking from my window
to the scene below
at the happy children's frolic. Oh!
I'm not a rock. I'm but an island.

I've built walls —
a fortress thin and fragile
that I let none penetrate.
I have great need of friendship.
Lack of it causes pain.
Lack of laughter, lack of loving I sustain.
I'm not a rock. I'm but an island.

Won't talk of love.
Well, I heard the word before.
It's repressed in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber
of feelings I've never tried
when I've never loved
I always would 'ave cried.
I'm not a rock. I'm but an island.

I have my looks
and my records to protect me.
I am shielded in tin armor.
Hiding in my cell,
unsafe within my pain,
I touch no one
and no one touches me
I'm not a rock. I'm but an island.

And this non-rock does feel pain,
and this island always cries.

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Redo the lyrics contest entry

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Original January 11 through 12, 1983 diary entry Introduction:

"Uneventful day. I kept myself busy with taping records of moody, rebellious, happy, or carefree music that I felt related directly to me. Simon and Garfunkel's 'I Am a Rock' hit home with identifying me and my wants, but I think it is best said by me rewriting it over with clearer relations to me."

In 2014, I filmed this demo video of my parody on an abandoned stage near San Francisco. Outside of a Mortified audition, I never performed my parody in public. Here is Simon and Garfunkel's original song which helped me though hard times:

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