STAR-STRUCK

Why is everyone screaming?

Who are they all calling?

They look so happily overwhelmed

I think saw some tears falling

It's all for a person and their group

The ones with the fame and luck

It's them who's leaving everyone

In this thing called star-struck

I never understood

What is this word?

And what it leaves in its wake

It's completely absurd

I continue to watch from afar

How crazy fans can be

Why do they act like this?

They're people like you and me

Still, they reach out from the crowd

Towards that famous shmuck

All because they've been blinded

By the condition called star-struck

Some fans lift up their posters

Others express their love vocally

Some make their own fan merch

Others buy their gear boastfully

While some try to be subtle

Others desperately want that affection

They'll even go to extreme lengths

To get that attention

A lot find this normal

To me it's running amok

And it's all because

Of the ones causing the star-struck

I heard there are some cases

Where this isn't that bad

In fact, because it's exhilarating

All you feel is glad

Never would I dream

I would ever feel this way

That all changed

When I met you that day

After the thrilling concert

Our encounter was at the Meet and Greet

We took a picture together

And my heart skipped a beat

I then looked into your eyes

And you looked into mine

I felt numb and breathless

Yet, strangely enough, I was also fine

We said our goodbyes

Where I wished you well

I then left smiling

I was overjoyed, you could tell

That's when I realized

It hit me like a truck

That it was you of all people

Who made me finally understand star-struck