Too Nervous To Write/I Write Anyway

Too nervous to write I write anyway I cannot write much There is so much happening at once The world tells us how sick it is And the numbers go up by the hour We remain inside Or take our small permitted walks The people who are really helping others Are somewhere else The two of us are only the two of us And its better than one alone with no one near to help The media help and are the problem also I just want to go back to do The simple ordinary things I did once I believe I wrote the same thing yesterday I am sure others are telling this far better than me But this is what I can do This is all I have