P.S. There will be bad words in the songs
Izuku's POV
It's been a month since I've been adopted and honestly, it wasn't that bad. They were pretty nice and didn't judge me for my quirk. I had warmed up to them a bit, told them about my past, but I still don't really show too much emotion but it's getting better. I also now call Aizawa and Hizashi Dad, and Pa (Dad is Aizawa and Pa is Hizashi). I was currently sitting at the table beside my bed on my silver apple computer. I hadn't gone on my YouTube account in a while so I decided to post some things since my parents had just left to go shopping. They, actually, no one knows that I am Izoriya, the famous YouTube singer known worldwide. I always make sure no one hacks my computer to find out who I am, and to make sure no one ever overhears me singing when I'm recording.
I take out one of my notebooks that is named "Songs 3.0", my computer, and my headphones. I then proceed to start recording ( these songs are not mine, they belong to the original artists, but imagine as if he wrote them).
Eight years old and he's kicking and screaming
"I'll only go to school if you give me a reason
The kids are really mean and I already know
All the things they're teaching"
Hopped in the car, mama let him play hookey
Missed the first hour just to get a cup of coffee
She's the only one who saw who he was
No one else could read him
Showing up late but he makes it to class
Just to stare out the window and the clock in the back
He daydreamed away to a sky so gray
Everything's simple, it's driving him mental
Wishing everyday that something would change
Instead his dad makes him play ball by the bay
And every time he cries, father rolls his eyes, saying
"Son it's all your fault, how come you never try?"
He does all that he should
Why is he misunderstood?
This is a story 'bout a broken boy
With his headphones in just to block out the noise
Of everyone around him telling him the way to go
So he walks the world alone
Wondering if it gets better
Or if he's always gonna feel empty forever
So he gets lost tryna find another way back home
As he walks the world alone
Fifteen years and he's drowning his sorrows
Smoking weed, drinking cheap liquor out the bottle
With a bunch of fake friends 'cause he tried to fit in
But it wasn't working
Ran in with the law 'bout a dozen of times
Nothing too bad, just a few suburban crimes
Still he says to himself
"What are you doing, you don't deserve this
Don't you know nobody will ever understand
The person that you are, learn to hold your own hand
Get your shit together and lose the weight
You'll never be what you want, no, not with that face"
He started writing all of his thoughts on paper,
Realized music made life so much greater
100 pounds down, he looks so different now
As he plans his escape from a crooked hometown
He does all that he should
Why is he misunderstood?
This is a story 'bout a broken boy
With his headphones in just to block out the noise
Of everyone around him telling him the way to go
So he walks the world alone
Wondering if it gets better
Or if he's always gonna feel empty forever
So he gets lost tryna find another way back home
As he walks the world alone, alone, alone
YOU ARE READING
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