MY TIME

Is it too much to ask for to be left all alone
No human contact or the ringing of a telephone
Mornings are for me to be alone with my thoughts
Trying to untie my stomach with its nasty knots

I never feel like I get enough open space
When I wake up early and see someone’s face
Just knowing someone is in the house
Makes me tip toe around as quiet as a mouse

Someone always seems to require my attention
I get sick and tired of answering all the questions
When you see me, please step to one side
I am not in the mood to talk but rather hide

I relish being alone like a hermit in the woods
That is where I’d live if only I could
Big city life is definitely not for me
The older I become that’s easier to see

It’s very simple to just stay out of my way
When you see me, turn around, and walk the other way
My routine is the same and is clearly a known
Is it too much to ask for to be left all alone?