• In my closet, all alone
    I hold tightly to my sorrow,
    With nothing else to love
    In this self-pity I wallow

    In my closet, all alone
    Empty and lonesome
    It is this closet I love
    This closet so loathsome

    In my closet, all alone
    The hate can not reach
    The words can not sting
    The blows will never breach

    In my closet, all alone
    I am safe as can be
    For it is only my emptiness,
    My closet, and me