A Solitary Place

I have a solitary place
I go sometimes
To be alone
The landscape almost bare
Except for the things I create
A playground
For ideas, for dreams
Mine alone, and not to share
When people came
I'd chase them
With fury, I'd scream "This is not your place"
Make your own
And I'd be alone again
One day I found you there
I tried to scream
But nothing came
I watched
As you played with my things
The next time you came I was there
Waiting
I can't make you stay
But if you ever must leave
Please pick up after yourself
So my solitary place
Is still a place
Where I can go
To be alone