Thank you for your spells of isolation
Thank you for my limited social sphere
Because no one ever sat back and noticed
That to socialise wrought me bundles of fear
You done great service to my existence
You did great wonders to my life
You took away all the pain and suffering
That came with a very social life
I tried so hard once to be normal
I tried once to socialise a lot you see
I tried hard to be what folks called normal
Because they kept on nagging me
But when you came and cast your spell
You set my spirit free
Now no one wants to know me
I’m not a social bee
To me life is heaven living solitarily
And if you believe that, you’re a fool, no one can appreciate social isolation, nobody wants it, do they?
tardycreative.com 
I think all writer’s need to love isolation to and extent. But we have to be social too. We need both.