My Only Escape|🖤Depressed and Singer Deku🖤| ON HOLD

Alone/Livestream Pt. 2

Before I copy paste (lol) I just wanna say thank you soooo much Rewritethehero for writing this. They are the one who took the time to write the second part to the livestream that I didnt think I'd be able to do! And all you others waiting for me to update. Thank you for your patients. Yall are so awesome. I've seen some stories where people are bombarding the author for when the next chapter will be out, but you all are just happy when I post and dont really question anything. Angai thank you all. Now onto the chapter

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 I sat in front of my laptop, and prepared myself for the inevitable barrage of questions from the viewers. "Hey guys! Welcome to the live stream! If you have any questions or requests, feel free to ask them!"

     I check the explosion of notifications and decide to go with he very first comment.
    I turn back to the camera and smile "Froggirl377 just asked me where I got all of my song ideas from" I smile a little sadly (though nobody could see it because of my mask). "Well, my songs are based of of my feelings, and personal beliefs," I stated," don't be alarmed though, my songs are just exaggerations of those feelings!" I lied hoping I sounded genuine.
     Nothing of note happened for a while after this except for tipping of the conspiracy theorists telling them that they guessed wrong, until somebody asked to hear a song I was working on.

I take a deep breath. "This song I call Alone" I begin to sing.

"Eight years old and he's kicking and screaming
I won't 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, momma let him play hooky
Missed the first hour of school 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 grey
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, his father rolls his eyes, saying
Son it's all your fault, how come it 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's tryna find another way back home
As he walks the world alone..."

I finished all that I had written so far, and took a deep breath checking the time, it was late.
     "Sorry guys! I gotta cut this here for now, I might see you at the up coming concert! See ya!"
Leaning forward I close the laptop, and turn off my equipment ending the live stream. I sighed and slumped against the headboard of my bed, the song had brought back some unhappy memories that I would rather have suppressed, but it was my own fault for writing and singing the song.
        "B-but Dad!? What did I do wrong?!"
     "Useless child, why couldn't you get a quirk like mine or your Mothers?"
     I sighed and shook my head trying to vanquish the memories. I got ready for bed suppressing my depression preparing for the date of the concert.

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Again huge thank you to Rewritethehero. They put so much effort into this, well more than I did. Thanks for reading

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