Cabin Fever

Not only am I stuck in my house, I'm stuck in my room. Lavender walls get brain-numbing after a while. My room is pretty empty. Its only me and my uninsperational room. How many years am I just going to be sitting here? Waiting and sitting and waiting and sitting. All my thoughts and ideas are so half-assed. Everyone here is strict and controlled. Everything is so cold and untouched. All there is to do is eat and watch TV. I'm starting to hate those things too. I'm a prisoner who has long payed for her time. What do I have to do to heat up my blood, to speed up my heart, to intrigue my whole body? I don't know and it will be a long time before I find out.