My little brother

You can put a lot in perspective 
When one of the closest persons to you
Can't see
Can't talk
Can't handle how he feels
So when he first came into the world
And I was only eight years old
I would shut my eyes
Shut my mouth
And make myself cry
To see what life was like for my little brother

He's walking now
He can say a few things
And he drags a laugh
Out of my weary body
Every now and again

I'm his savior
His best friend
And he runs to me when our parents are screaming at each other
And asks me to sing to him
And I do
And I always will
Because he's my baby
Even if I'm not his mother