Diana (One Direction)

*Prologue*

I had to smile. I had to keep smiling. Smile, smile, smile. I had to smile through all the good things and through all the bad things.

But it was hard. It was hard to live up to what people expected out of you and it's hard to just pretend to be someone who you're not. Because you don't even realize that you lose yourself and you just want it to stop so badly.

And you don't want to show or tell anyone how you feel because it'll affect them too. You don't want that. So you tell yourself to hold it in, keep everything bottled up inside of you. But eventually it'll slip and fall through your fingers and shatter on the ground. You'll fall to the ground with it and you'll be left there, broken and shattered. Like your life.

You stay up all night debating whether or not you should do it. You consider it, you've seen other people do it in real life and on tv. You just wanted it to stop all together. So you do it.

You do it for all the fake smiles. You do it for all the crying. You do it for the searing pain you feel throughout your body. You do it because you think no one else understands how you feel. You think you're doing it for you.

But you're not.

You cover everything up the next day. You wouldn't dare let anyone see. But they will, at some point. And when they do, they treat you differently. Like a fragile doll. But you don't like that. And when they look at you, you can see the looks of disappointment on their faces. They don't realize how broken you are inside.

They call you Diana, it's suppose to symbolize how you felt. But you don't like that either. You're just glad you don't have to pretend anymore. You're glad that it's over.

It's not over.

How do I know all this?

Because I lived it.

My name's Diana, or that's what they call me. I used to be August Harp, but that's in the past. So face it, you're broken inside, and that's okay I am too.