So much gaiety, popularity, so loved, so much fame
How many have said they would give anything to fill your shoes?
But those outside of the box, did not know you were playing a most dangerous
game
To what was really going on, the disguise you wore, to the truth very few had a
clue.

Everyone always thought you and others had everything that anyone would ever
want
But you and others, well you hid your true feelings and emotions so very well
But you just like the others, by demons, you and the others,by those demons,
they would forever haunt
You and others just wanted those demons to go away and forever burn in hell.

I, just don't know how many want to be in the shoes of you and the others
But to have so much, you and the others, I don't think you were ever really
happy
When I could look into your eyes, the windows to the soul, for you and the
others
I saw sadness, loneliness, and desperation, most people with everything you had
would just question why.

Seems all of those of legend and lore and the greats had that one thing in
common
The depression, the longing, the anxiety, regardless of what you had or
possessed
Each of you, in their on way for their fans always wore that disguise, making us
think you were happy and having fun
But to your demons and the depression to this you would never confess.

So Michael, I think now we understand, as we regretfully stand aside, as you
take your rightful place among the others of legend and lore
James Brown, Anna Nicole Smith, Freddie Mercury, Jimi Hendix, Janice Joplan and
all the rest
With open arms they will welcome you to their walk down the walk of fame in
their world
You will solely be missed, forever loved, and may in peace you forever rest.


Lanaia