Ok.. what is happening (a Hamilton fanfic)

Hurricane

[HAMILTON:]
In the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
"How do you know?" Jefferson asked curiously. Hamilton looked down in lap without answering.
For just a moment
A yellow sky
"That is kind of poetic." Hercules muttered.

When I was seventeen a hurricane
Washington looked at Hamilton. He remembered,breed that Alexander had told him about the hurricane many years ago. He could see Hamilton fidgeting and looking down, George nudged John to get his attention and signaled to him about Alexander. As soon as john saw how Alex was acting he took his hand and hugged him.
Destroyed my town
Everyone turned towards Hamilton. Burr had never guessed that Hamilton had been trough something that horrific.
I didn't drown
Jefferson was about to make som snarky comment, but took one look at the others, who glared at him, and decided against it.
I couldn't seem to die

I wrote my way out
"And that's how I because such a good writer."
Wrote everything down far as I could see
I wrote my way out
I looked up and the town had its eyes on me
"Wow." Burr said in astonishment.

They passed a plate around
"What?" "Just listen Jefferson."
Total strangers
Moved to kindness by my story
"They where so kind." Alexander sniffed.
Raised enough for me to book passage on a
Ship that was New York bound...
"Wow, that is impressive."

I wrote my way out of hell
I wrote my way to revolution
"Yeah, I remember all your angry letters." Washington laughed.
I was louder than the crack in the bell
"Not even close, you where screaming half the time dude."
I wrote Eliza love letters until she fell
"Im pretty sure she fell in love with you before the letters."
I wrote about The Constitution and defended it well
"You wrote the OTHER 51!!!" Lafayette screamed earning glares from the others.
And in the face of ignorance and resistance
I wrote financial systems into existence
"We get it. You wrote a lot." "Shut up."
And when my prayers to God were met with indifference
I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance
"It was a bit impressive."
In the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
"Is that real? Like is it proved?"
A yellow sky

I was twelve when my mother died
Alexanders breath caught in his throat and he could feel tears pricking his eyes.
She was holding me
We were sick and she was holding me
By this point everyone was looking at Hamilton with sympathy. Burr also had problems not crying because he had never had a real mother figure.
I couldn't seem to die

[BURR:]
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it...
"Really..?"

[HAMILTON:]
I'll write my way out...
"No. Does this mean what I think it does." He rules asked the others. Jefferson nodded with a small smirk.

[BURR AND ENSEMBLE:]
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it...

[HAMILTON:]
Write ev'rything down, far as I can see...
At us point the others also understood what was happening and groaned.

[BURR AND ENSEMBLE (WASHINTON/ELIZA/ANGELICA/MARIA):]
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait... (History has its eyes on you)

[HAMILTON:]
I'll write my way out...
Overwhelm them with honesty
"Please don't."
This is the eye of the hurricane, this is the only
Way I can protect my legacy...
"You and that damn legacy!"

[COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON):]
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait...

[HAMILTON:]
The Reynolds Pamphlet
"Noooo!"