I lie here alone,
My mind working fast,
But my body is still frozen and cold.
I'm iced up inside,
My joints frozen stiff,
I'm really not feeling to bold.

I think of fun things,
Things I could do.
Ideas and thoughts galore.
But I never do them,
I never try,
I rarely step out the door.

I'm trapped inside,
My house a prison,
My room the cell where I stay.
My sentence a month,
Maybe even a year,
I just sit and think all day.