I am an igloo
Filled with icy knives
Cold
Closed
And Sharp
Surrounded by perfect white
Isolated by me
Candid is a no cando.
The freezing of warmth is interminable.
An abundance of cold whipping wind.
Made out of my own surroundings
To shield my own surroundings.
Just a crack to let people in
And let them out.
That's all I am
An igloo.
