When the whole world is watching you,
Where can you go ?
Your freedom is missing
We all own your soul
There's no where to be you
Unless putting on a show
And we think that we know you
But "what" do we know ?
When you're a legend
A living talent
The king of pop
not understood
Just for one day
It might be real nice
To be the boy in the hood
Who your friends are
Is it the money ?
Or is it just cause you're you
When your famous
And your an icon
Everyone knows your moves
He may have been strange
He may have been wrong
But he had alot to give
He left his music
To the whole world
And Never truly got to live.
I miss you and love you, Michael Jackson.