Missed Apt.

I been in bed with my worries
I been worried for others
My brother I love him but I can’t pull him from the grave that he dug himself under
See the effects on my mother
I know she tossin and turnin
She can’t use her hands so she lift it on upwards
And to this day I be learnin
I be watching observing
Usually scared for myself
It’s harder with a different person
I done whispered some verses
And I done entered a service
And so this the recording
Of all the thoughts spilled that I have been pouring under the surface