Hospital

Machines bleeping wildly
Drugs pumped inside of me
Worried wrinkles ,tears from eyes
Mother faints and sister cries
Praying I'll get better

Electric Impulse to my chest
I know I'm safe, treated by the best
Shocked Silence, Nervous shakes
Dad's quiet, sure I'll wake
Praying I'll get better

But maybe they've done all they can
It's not their fault, So don't get mad
With a white coat, he comes to say
They wasn't lucky, not today
I did not get better

Back at home no one speaks
Ignore the phone, just let it beep
Through the silence, they understand
They had the same Hope, 1 dream they shared
"Praying I'll get better"