[Eviction]

I’m choosing to stay grounded because I’m saddened by what happens in flight.
Imagine the blooming agriculture so my brain can process the absence of light.
Silence speaks a thousand words, they called me shy, when I was nonverbal.
A container for the nocturnal, I’m constrained inside pieces from their lost journal.
I said I’m not going to complain, but me being this humble is an act; I’m imitating..
For you criticism is devastating, for me I get off when they're hating, it’s stimulating.
I learned from the hate but never acknowledged it, I guess I fucking loved the test.
They call it self-catering, or selfish, I do whatever it takes to put myself a cut above the rest.
A split personality I said it in jest, even I wonder who I am today until I switch back.
The sky was being illuminated by witchcraft, so I stayed inside where it was pitch black.
I only travel on occasions, so how did I end up with this scar from gravel and abrasions
Staying to myself is a smart plan, that’s how you dodge the shrapnel from invasions.
I gaze at the stars in fragments, it reminds me of being young before I sank into despair.
Clenching on those participation trophies, that’s the only thing I ever handled with care.
You barely see a recluse throw their hands in the air, but I made an exception that night,
And realized criticism helps us prosper, I could ignore the hate or start accepting their right.

I wish I had a reason why I prefer solitary confinement.

I just know sitting on this cozy couch, is a safe place, instead of approaching the badlands.
I handle situations differently, a nosy neighbor is a victim that’s provoking a madman,
Someone should tell them that life ain't all rosy flavor, most of us have to stare at ghosts.
We got better things to do than knock on your door, hope you like the taste of barrel smoke.
I protect mine, it’s like death and taxes because that’s the only thing that’s certain.
Next time you knock on my door, I’ll just say, “pay no attention to that man behind the curtain”
His design is worthless, you can try to mock but you’ll end up in the same predicament.
Old and dysfunctional, except you will only stay inside because of the disfigurement.
You volunteered to be a participant, so your condition is earned and you’ll remain at fault.
If you complain about this loss we’ll ignore your rhetorical statements, they’re a grain of sault.
Who’s going to be there to break your fall, I’ll let you take that plunge without the bungee cord.
Just to see your brains twisted on the pavement, you didn’t deserve to die on a comfy floor.
You heard the lies why did you trust me for? It seems like you created your own malfunctions.
The calm before the store was in the cards before you even saw the clouds coming..
When you gaze at the stars, you predict your demise, like it ain’t already written in stone.
When I gaze at the stars, I’m not sitting at home, because this is where I get rid of your bones.
Place them in this very old box, push it six feet, for extra measures I can tarp the area off.
I got the best of both worlds that night, the night skies, and underneath; your burial spot.