explain the reasoning behind the song you chose to represent your character in your application.
“Superman Tonight” by Bon Jovi
There's something about you
I wanna rescue
I don't even know you
So what does that mean
The first time, Steve’s 10, and too scrawny to even be half of use in the fight. He sees the boy as he’s walking home from school, gaze catches him across the street in the playground. They’re pelting him with mud, like it’s a game, like it could ever be a game to hurt someone. Steve’s backpack is dropped to the sidewalk before he even thinks, already running across the damp grass to the pack of boys who think that being the best means being the biggest bully. Steve knows it takes a lot more strength to be kind. He gets in one good punch before they turn on him, mud and punches flying. But that’s alright. Maybe the other boy can run for it now. And maybe someday Steve’ll be big enough to make them fear him hitting back.
Who's gonna fix you
The next time you break down
Stranded alone by the side of the road
It's your baggage that's dragging you down
Don't look back
Let it go
Steve does get bigger, but the bullies do, too. The first positive thought he has after waking up from The Ice is that at least they’ve won the war. It doesn’t take him long to realize that there’s still a war, there’s always a war. He feels almost cynical, helpless, until he remembers that yes, there’s always a war—but there’s also always good guys who will fight—to the very death, if it comes to that. The Avengers, as cheesy as it sounds, bolster his ever-present faith in humanity… or, well, pseudo-humanity, given some of their backgrounds. But they’re all a little broken down, a little worn out, and god, do they all have baggage. Steve thought he left his demons behind in the shadows of 1945, but they haunt him on unsuspecting nights, and early pre-dawn hours when no amount of running seems fast enough. So he tries not to look back, focuses on the little family he’s cobbled together now, instead of the ones he’s lost. Because they are a family—they certainly bicker like one. And Steve talks to them in quiet moments, encourages them all one-by-one to forget their demons, to focus on the good they’re doing now, to keep putting one tired foot in front of the other. He tries to lead by example, to be not the leader they want, but the one they need. At first, he feels like he’s failing all of the time. And then something starts to shift. They start to see the potential for a better world, and there’s an undertone of affection to the bickering. Together, they start to build something new.
Who's gonna save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who's gonna pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who's gonna hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won't lie I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight
It’s never enough. Steve lays awake in his too big and too comfortable bed, and almost misses his army cot. At least that didn’t feel like an ocean. He has a family again, people to care about—and even more wondrously, people who care about him. But he still feels the empty ache in his gut, especially on the quiet nights when there’s no world that needs saving. He still hears the echo of a tune on a 1940s record player that he never got to dance to. Right person, right place. Why has that been so hard to find? He closes his eyes and thinks of hands he would hold, lips he’d like to kiss. He’s always been a little awkward, when it comes to romance. Doesn’t help that all his best moves are from the 40s. People don’t even say “going steady” anymore, but that’s all he wants. To go steady with someone—and is it any coincidence that the word makes him think of foundations? To steady someone, have them steady him, to ground each other in this crazy, too fast, too bright world. Some nights he doesn’t want to save the world. Some nights he just wants to be a hero to one person.
