Brother

Can't text Can't call Don't write at all Three text to me Is all I can see Reminds me of you And what has to be I sit I wonder Horrible storm With so much thunder The rain The pain Doesnt wash away Doesnt go away I sit and stew I dont know what to do Things seem better Away from the weather Away, from my home Away where I roam I'll stay When things are quiet Means they are good Now things are quiet I misunderstood I miss you More than I show More than you know I miss you