Here I sit at home again isolated without consent,
Lonely and doleful is how my time is spent.
Time is fleeting oh so quick as my depression sets in.
The day is fully over by the time I'm happy again.
Always looking at the clock, hoping for new things to come,
But in the end I always feel like worthless bathtub scum..
Trying my best to keep myself from getting any downer,
I find myself sitting here as my worst thoughts get louder.
I try to distract myself to keep me mentally sane,
But in the end I always come back to this lonely desolate plain.
Where all I feel is despair with nothing left to gain!

I used to be so happy once, with nothing on my mind,
But that time is over now, it left me here confined.
Stuck isolated without consent.
In a world so discontent.
This is how my time is spent!