Two weeks passed now time to be released,
My friends come and go whom i surely missed,
Confined for too long,
It somehow felt wrong.

Luckily your sister was my watcher,
Somehow it brought us closer together,
Talked for hours about life, love or make-up,
Or about our newfound friend who loves to rap.

My brother at some time brought me fries,
Still i can't decide if what I've experienced those three days were lies,
My father and mother brought food everyday,
I sometimes wished they could also stay.

My bestfriend visited me too,
We were having an activity so we didn't get to talk much,
Of course you also came as if on cue,
As the nurses and i sang karaoke you were there to watch.

Finally those two weeks came to an end,
Of course i was excited no need to pretend,
But somehow i'll miss the other patients and watcher,
It was definitely a chapter of my life marked forever.