I wrote this poem about a year ago... Thought that I could share it with 2306...
Flashy costumes, leather jackets and glittery gloves
Electrifying moves that leave people speechless
But you long to be really loved
For who you really are on the inside
Cos the prodigy on stage ain’t that happy in real life
Kids your age are playing in the park
But you’re recording in a studio
People envy you and think you’re lucky
But they don’t know it sometimes sucks,
Having to slog all day to make hits on the radio
You did your best to reach out to the world
Then you realise that some people can be real cruel
Questioning the so- called real motives of your actions
Misinterpreting your good intentions
To be lies and deceptions
Thank you MJ for all that you have given us...
