hey people i wrote a song fic for the american bros. luv ya!

DISCLAIMER: i dont own hetalia or the song!


Matthew stood backstage and watched as his brother stole the show…again. All that was about to change, and by the end of the night Matthew won't be forgotten anymore. Although his brother was younger than him by 3 hours everyone remembered Alfred, and in turn forgot Matthew. He never had the guts to tell his brother that everyone forgot him and he hated Alfred for it. Although after tonight, after his song if his brother didn't understand his problems then it was a lost cause. "Matthew Williams singing welcome to my life up next." The announcer said and most people looked confused but not Alfred. He knew his brother's name although the song sounded like something his brother wouldn't listen to. Mathew walked on the stage with butterflies in his stomach and his red and white maple leaf hoodie on. The song started and he started to sing while the butterflies started to recede. He sang:

Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place?

Like somehow you just don't belong

And no one understands you

Do you ever wanna run away?

Do you lock yourself in your room?

With the radio on turned up so loud

That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels alright

You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked

When you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?

Are you sick of feeling so left out?

Are you desperate to find something more?

Before your life is over

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?

Are you sick of everyone around?

With their big fake smiles and stupid lies

While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels alright

You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked

When you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face

And no one ever stabbed you in the back

You might think I'm happy

But I'm not gonna be ok

Everybody always gave you what you wanted

You never had to work it was always there

You don't know what it's like

What it's like

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked

When you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked

When you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life'

Yes' he thought 'yes, I am. I am alone and forgotten, left alone and yes I have locked myself in my room and screamed. It's all true.' Alfred saw his brother sing that song and understood the pained looks he would get when Mattie was all alone at lunch, or after school walking home. Matthew was alone and pained because of it and Alfred had been the worst brother to the person who matters the most in his life. After the song Alfred came and hugged Matthew until Matthew said "alfie let go. I need to breathe." Arthur and Francis came over and congratulated Matthew on his lovely singing. Then came over was Feliciano and lovino, gilbert and Ludwig, and Antonio and Bella. They all said that Matthew was a beautiful singer. After that night everyone remembered Matthew and he joined the choir at school. Life was good for Matthew Williams and Alfred f jones.


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