Solitude

I live inside a shell A safe and warm Hell Snoozing beneath a rock Riding around the clock Loving those around Always homeward bound Admiring from a distance Through technology, for instance I loath much interaction From the norm, I'll take a fraction Just a dot, not a lot Here and there, hits the spot Hesitant making friends My rules, they may bend I need things just like so But can't pronounce n.o. I maintain a mediocre routine Not quite willing to wean Will not voice my thoughts Though my stubbornness, taut Wishing they would leave So I might relax and breathe