Solitude

I don't wanna try, no tears in my eyes
Just a passive resignation til' my imminent demise
My room never vacant, solitude where i reside
Isolated, bitter, jaded and gripping on a knife
Been wasted, getting faded
Sipping lean, I am [?]
Spending days in the basement, no women in my life
Sometimes start shaking from how long I've been inside
Hours turning into minutes in the blink of an eye
Been alone for a while, can't provide help
Thesе self-induced cycles, I'vе constructed this hell
My depression stemming from an obsession with self
I need to mature but have no idea how
Can't connect with others when i try
This solitude will be my demise
Can't connect when i try
Solitude will be my demise