Every waking moment I feel isolated

The last time I had social interaction is dated

And I feel I'm so close, so close

To make a connection, with chicks and bros

But I'm trapped in a screen, I hadn't chose

This type of life, look how it goes

I've been waiting for the moment

Since I rose

I've been waiting for someone

To send me prose

Or hear their voice, feel a bit close

To someone who understands, or someone at all

All are far away in person, I know

But I just have to wait forever

I suppose.