Percy Can Sing?

Hate Myself

TW: Mentions of self harm and suicide

Annabeth's POV

Percy growls, like full on growls,"What? You said I just had to preform one song, and that is what I did." Apollo rolls his eyes,"Yes but then I remembered a song that I really want them to hear or... a certain person to hear."

Percy pales,"N-no. No way am I preforming that song, any other ones. I'm NOT singing that song. Especially because it will make the person the song about probably really uncomfortable or embarrassed." Apollo sighs,"You have two options, sing the song and you don't have to reveal who the song is about, or don't sing the song and I reveal who it is about."

Percy gasps,"I'll sing the song! Ill sing the song, I'll sing the song. Just don't-" Wow. He is very desperate to not have who the song about revealed. Maybe it's a love song? I have no idea why he would care so much about keeping his crush a secret.

"Ok!" Apollo says, pleased,"Get on with it. Explain the song." Percy looks murderous,"Once you let me out of here I'm going to kill you." Apollo waves him off,"Explain."

"Ok," Percy says,"I wrote this song about this person who always seems a bit sad and I want to help them but I can't because... well the song will explain." He sighs,"Ok, revealing lots of secrets today, yippee!" He starts to sing a much slower, more somber song:

I change a bit of the lyrics to fit with Percy

I don't see you like I should
You look so misunderstood
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Pray to the gods with my arms open
If this is it, then I feel hopeless
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Yeah, late nights are the worst for me
They bring out the worst in me
Mind runnin', got me feelin' like it hurts to think
If this is all that I wanted, I don't want it, gotta be more for me
All the core beliefs
And every mornin' I wake up and feel like I ain't my worth 'cause I'm at war with peace
Or go to Hell, welcome to the corpse of me
Look at the body like you ain't nothin' but poor and weak
It's kinda weird
Lately I been feelin' like the only way for me to get away is if I cut the wrist
That's more deceit, more defeat
Is this really what I'm born to be?
That's what you get for thinkin' you're unique
So poor, but I'm so wealthy
Need help, but you can't help me
What else can the world sell me?
Tell me lies, I still buy 'em like they goin' outta stock
But it's not healthy
I don't see you like I should
You look so misunderstood
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Pray to the gods with my arms open
If this is it, then I feel hopeless
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Yeah, late nights get the best of me
They know how to get to me
Suicide thoughts come and go like a guest to me
But I don't wanna die, just wanna get relief
So don't talk to me like you think I'm so successful
What is success when hope has left you
I am not a spokesman, I'm a broken record
Sick of doin' interviews 'cause I hate myself, agh!
Come across like it's so easy
But I feel like you don't need me
When I feel like you don't need me
Then I feel like you don't see me
And my life has no meaning, drain me
Hands out, tryna ask for love
But when I get it, I just pass it up
Throw it away and think about it later
Diggin' through the trash for blades
Wish I could give you what you needed, but I can't
I'm scared because
I don't see you like I should
You look so misunderstood
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Pray to the gods with my arms open
If this is it, then I feel hopeless
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
I walk through the ashes of my passions
Reminiscin' with the baggage in my casket
Get lost in the questions I can't answer
Can't stand who I am, but it don't matter
We scream to be free, but I stay captured
Knee-deep in defeat of my own actions
Feel weak, but the peace that I keep lackin'
Keeps speakin' to me, but I can't have it
But I can't have it
Keeps speakin' to me, but I can't have it
But I can't have it
Keeps speakin' to me, but I can't have it
I don't see you like I should
You look so misunderstood
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Pray to the gods with my arms open
If this is it, then I feel hopeless
And I wish I could help
But it's hard when I hate myself
Hate myself
But it's hard when I hate myself
Hate myself
But it's hard when I hate myself
When I hate myself
It's kinda hard when I hate myself
I hate myself
It's hard when I hate myself

Everyone is silent. There are some pretty obvious observations that can be made from this song. He definitely loves someone, he cuts, he thinks about suicide and as the song says he hates himself.

How did I never know any of this? And who is this song for?