Hi, I'm Zayn.
I'm in a band.
With my amazing
4 best friends.
I call them my brothers,
since I have none.
They help me
get everything done.
Without them,
it'd be different.
I can't dream of
being in absent.
A couple years later,
in 2015
I did something
that was the right thing.
Or at least to me,
not to my fans.
Who I feel as if,
they hated me since.
But they don't.
They're there for me.
They love me,
and care for me.
I told my friend, Naughty.
He said "Nice."
I don't think he cares
about my band life.
So, I left it alone.
And tried to be normal.
But then Naughty argued
with someone who's now formal.
A formal friend,
more like a brother,
his name's Louis.
He was like no other.
We drifted apart.
I got in a rage.
Now that Louis'
saying shit on Naughty's page.
Sure,
Naughty's just as bad.
But he's been there for me.
Not Louis nor the rest.
He's my brother now,
Not the other four.
I don't even regret
walking out that door.
I don't care anymore,
what's done is done.
I miss the fans,
But Naughty has won.
I had great times
with the boys
But I don't regret
making my choice.
