He was just one man.
Hey grew up and died in fame.
Many people loved him, and many hated him.
He had a rough life growing up.
Becoming the bread winner of your family is stressful.
Especially when you don't have your own family to raise.
He was a man as a kid, and a kid as a man.
I guess when you're a kid and a celebrity at the same time you have many responsibilities.
The thing is that he had to save face growing up.
Think about it, you have to wear a tattoo around the press called a smile, but inside you are crying.
I guess laugh now, cry later was the only way for him to survive.
He did this and that and always wanted to be perfect at it.
People called him the king, yet he was far from that.
He touched many lives in many ways, yet not a lot of people touched him in a special way.
Wait scratch that his mother, Diana, Liz and his sister did.
When we heed that he died everybody was shocked, sad happy at the same time.
I was both sad and happy.
Sad that he wouldn't be here anymore, but happy that he would finally get to rest in peace.
I guess when someone dies that you loved you lose your self a bit.
But at the same time you gain a gift about how one can change the world.
There was Dirty Diana, Beat It, Man in the Mirror, Ben and Thriller.
I guess that many lives were changed because of him.
Well Michael Jackson did that and them some. All that I actually have to say that is happy birthday MJ and R.I.P.