My thoughts are spinning,
My heart is aching.
The isolation I’ve been suffering,
The quarantine I’m in.
My mom, my dad,
Mom, what is wrong with me?
Dad, cheer up.
Here I am free, but free I am not.
Where is my family,
The one my mom yearns for,
The one my dad doesn’t know,
The one I’ve only met a few times,
Yet have succeeded to leave me with heartache.
My family I wish I was with,
I may not mean to them what they mean to me,
But here I am alone
Hope wrapped in my mind,
I will not forget.
The happiness, laughter, memories,
True family and moments, rare and unique
Which I have been blessed with to share.