In times when I'm alone
I could sat still quietly
Thinking of a few things
Until I fall asleep
Or I could hum or sing
Of one of my many favorite songs
Until I ran out of breath
Or bored of it
Or I could listen to music
That made wild and danc
Just a beat of a song
I'm in to another world
Or I could walk in circles
In case my legs needed stretching
Walking mindlessly
Until I'm tired
Or I could read plenty of books
For I have love reading
Reading until time is up
No matter how much books I read
Or I could talk to myself
Releasing my imagination
To be in the fantasies
Only I can imagine
Or I could write
Poetry, short stories, or a book
I love writing
My dearest passion
All my habits
When I'm alone
For I always cherish
My time alone
