Abel lost it

*Abel is in his room playing his dads guitar he managed to get after Lute's breakdown. He seems to be singing to himself too. He's upset because of his fathers death.* Abel: "Can't breathe, visions getting blurry now. Nose bleed, never been so worried. How am I supposed to handle the pressure? It would've been better if I were anybody else. Dear dad, tell me what you would've done. Too bad that I'm not your braver son. Why'd I have to be picked to lead? I wish that I could be anybody else!!"