Notebook of a Hell-Trapped Girl

Poem Two

I miss the world.
The sun is out but I can't feel it.
The flowers have bloomed but
I can't smell them.
My friends have grown older
But I can't celebrate.
I'm in love but can't express it.
I'm stuck inside an alternate world
Where I go about my life on autopilot.
Wake up
Vitals
Eat breakfast
TV
Group
Sunroom
Snack
Sunroom
Lunch
School
Meeting
Exercise
Dinner
Visits
Snack
Shower
Bed.
Every step is planned out.
They know my steps before I do.
I can see the world and desire it
I'm praying to get out
Craving outside
Maybe Monday.
I'm praying.