I've built myself a box;
there I intend to stay.
It's full of books and tea and things
that keep my pain at bay.

I've saved enough room for you,
in case you have the time.
If not, that's fine, but it's still here,
if you ever change your mind.

I've built the box to hide myself
from everyone I see.
I know it's rather immature,
but I'd rather be with just me.

Though I know you'll never join me,
I've still saved you a place.
You said yourself, you like me lots,
but you really need your space.

I need mine too, so I've built this box,
to keep the world away.
Now you're outside, but one day
I hope you choose to stay.