Diana-(A One Direction Epic Poem Fanfic)

"If It Weren't For Them, I'd Be Dead."

-Diana-

I'm the type of fan

That suffers from shit,

The feeling of loving 1D

And getting made fun for it.

I wear bracelets

I'm sure you know why,

If you ask about my marks

I promise you i'll lie.

This band are my Heros

They don't all wear capes,

I get asked "Why are they your heros?

When you still cut everyday."

I hide my face because its true,

But I only cut because of you.

You make fun of me

Because of who I like,

And what I have to take.

Then when you see me crying

You say I'm "fake"

I'm crazy! I'm stupid!

I'm an idiot! I'm deluded!

Just leave me be.

The only reason I'm alive

Is because of 1D.

I walk in their concert

Head held high , with no fear.

Some of the other fans look at me

And say "why is she here?"

Is it cause I wear black?

Or don't look as well dressed?

It's because i'm suicidal.

But I'm also depressed.

I run to the bathroom , in a stall and cry.

Then get my razer and cut , till the tears dry.

I clean up and smile at what had been rid.

But the boys won't be happy

For what I just did.

My smile fades and I leave

And get ready to find me seat.

Everyone is jumping, screaming,

and shouting.

Ill be doing the same there will be no pouting.

I'm a fangirl you see but I barely show it

Cause people think I'm a weirdo and yes I know it.

The show was starting and I'm

so hype!

For when the boys walkout and I see them in sight.

This is my first concert as you can see,

Everyone was socializing, but no one talked to me.

I didn't worry;my boys were out there working their spell,

Making me think that I'm gonna go to hell.

At every song I cried and screamed then cried

Because holy crap I love these five guys.

The concert was ending I didn't want to go