I am fine,
I don't understand why I am being kept,
At a hospital.
Is there something wrong with me?
I don't know,
I doubt I have any illness,
I don't have any broken bones either.
Honestly, I don't really hate the hospital.
But, I don't like it either.
A year had passed,
no one talks to me.
It's not like I never tried to talk to anyone, but whenever I went in front of someone to interact with them, they would glance at me and just leave.
Eventually, I gave up.
I sit there, on my hospital bed everyday
As if, I am waiting, for someone.
I don't have any memories
Of my parents or
Of anything before I came to the hospital.
I, myself am surprised how I can talk or know basic human things.
I just do.
To not forget speaking,
I always talk to the flowers, moon,
trees, dolls, food.
Heck, even the walls.
Even though it's been a year,
I don't think I have aged a bit.
My height is the same,
My face is the same,
My hair length is the same.
I sometimes wonder if this is all a dream.
That would explain why I don't get hungry, I haven't eaten anything for a year. The sight of it makes me cringe in disgust. I just quit eating.
Oh, of course it gets boring.
I know of internet,
but I don't have any access to a phone.
Sometimes, I would just sit here
and paint my feelings away.
Talk with the moon,
Sing,
Dance,
I can do whatever I want.
I am sure you're questioning that why I never tried to run away from the hospital. That's because...
I can't.
The hospital is like a labyrinth.
It's never ending, the same halls show up again and again until it makes me dizzy. The only thing I have seen beside the halls is the garden.
I somehow always can find my room or garden whenever I want to go there but not the exit, it's unacessable.
My room is pretty simple,
There's a small but cozy bed,
A small desk,
And a window.
Whenever I look out the window, I see the sun at day and moon at night.
But, if I look down,
I see a playground,
with kids playing in there.
I want to go.
I want to go play with them.
As I reach my hands out,
my hands turn cold,
and a sudden intense strong feeling of fear overwhelms me.
I can never do it.
It's the same cycle everyday,
The same boring day.
Until,
Until you came,
You came into my life.