Quarantine

Moving is exhausting

The stress of packing

The pressure of a new place

The anxiety of what's to come

I've been inside for 5 days

It's felt like cycles

Nothing ties me to reality

Classes are so mundane

I wonder what others feel like

Is it a prison? A think tank?

What's going through their minds?

Do they need to be constantly entertained?

I miss her, I miss them. 

I miss Sam the Cat and Choir

I miss Church, I miss Taco Bell.

I miss routine, I miss necessity.

Our birthdays are coming soon,

Do we get to celebrate? 

How will we party when 

there's more than 6 feet between?

I'm at my wit's end.

I want to scream, cry, and eat my heart out.

I want to see people.

Please tell me quarantine is over soon.