Humanity eludes me, even whilst I search.

I know I am not normal, and so do they.

Like an eagle high up on his perch,

I watch as day turns to night, and night to day

I feel like I am suffocating from the heat

Or is it just the lack of intelligence surrounding me?

Living through another day is a feat

I can let you live, for a very small fee.

Death taxes are owed, and I've paid my dues

I sleep silently awaiting a swift death

I sit up with a paper and read the news

If I'm not in the obituaries, I take another suffocating breath.

Day passes fast, but night never ends,

Time is just strange like that.

I have no enemies, and I have no friends,

I feel like an undiscovered rabid rat.