i'd risk my life to feel...your body volgende to mine..cause i can't go on

I try to do what's right for me
But no one sees the way I see
And then I try to please them so
But how far can this pleasing go


Something's soon to come over you
You just can't please the world and yourself
You gotta start doing what's right for you
'Cause life is being happy yourself


Then u should bless his soul
It's hard to find
A person like you
You're one of a kind
If I were you, I'd change my mind
And start living for me in these changing times


Sometimes I cry 'cause I'm confused
Is this a fact of being used
There is no life for me at all
'Cause I give myself at back and call


Something's soon to come...

In the days just before his death, Michael Jackson was working harder than he ever had in hopes of staging “the greatest toon on Earth” according to our latest cover story.

Claire Hoffman retraced the pop icon’s final moments for “The Last Days of Michael Jackson” in the latest issue of Rolling Stone, and found that Jackson was well aware of how the public came to perceive him in recent years and that he had fully dedicated himself to a comeback tour that he hoped would erase that perception.

“He wanted people to see his work and not just talk about his lifestyle,” AEG CEO Randy...

If u call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the hart-, hart of your surrender
To your alibis
And u can say the words
Like u understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause u can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All u need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn u 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...

The following month
The Jackson family was in London and Becca was getting the bottles ready for Keiko and Brandon. Paris, being the little helper she is, got the baby food ready for them. She loved her new baby sister and baby brother. Plus the fact that she's excited that Becca was marrying Michael volgende month. Paris was gonna be the flowergirl and Prince was gonna be the ring bearer. They were gonna be in London for one meer week and Michael had no sleeping problems at all. If Michael still had sleeping problems, and if he took propofol, he would have died and they would have been sad. Becca...

Michael went to the front door and opened it. He immediately wished he hadn't though. Standing outside the house was Bill.
"Morning Michael." He said. He seemed very jumpy.
"Bill, what are u doing here?" Michael asked. "You're meant to be in London."
"I was...it's just...someone wants to see you."
"Who?"
Bill stepped aside and revealed Joseph was had been behind him. Michael suddenly felt ill.
"Joe, I thought u were in Indiana." Michael said, stepping outside.
"That's not important right now. I need to ask u something though. Did u really take that girl back to her orphange?"
"Y-yes, I did."...

New Years Eve
Becca went down into the cellar to get the red druif cider and started thinking. 'Hm...it's almost time to find out the gender...well, I can't be worried about it much.' She thought, walking back up the stairs and into the living room. She closed the cellar door and went into the dining room. They were 12 hours away from the timing and she was excited. While time was going, Michael saw Becca and hugged her from behind. "Hey baby." He zei and Becca giggled. "Hey Michael." She zei back. They walked into the bibliotheek and saw Prince, Paris and Blanket sitting in front of the fire...