Michael Jackson

When everybody laughed at the ludicrious lies,
He stays in his home feeling lonely and cries.

When everybody cringed at the sight of the face,
He fell into a dark and lonely place.

When everybody ignored his desperate pleading,
No one noticed that he was bleeding.

When he collapsed in the lucious rented home,
Everyone regretted of what they did wrong.

Though he is gone, his spirit lives on,
Haunting the people who did him so wrong

Only his true friends will remember his love,
As he looks on with a smile from above.