Michael with Oprah

Written Von Michael Jackson And Paul Anka

One, Two, Three, Four

This is it, here I stand
I'm the light of the world, I feel grand
Got this Liebe I can feel
And I know yes for sure it is real

And it feels as though I've your face a thousand times
And Du sagte Du really know me to yourself
And I know that Du got addicted with your eyes
But Du say Du gonna live it yourself

Oh

I never heard a single word about you
Falling in Liebe wasn't my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand

This is it, I can say
I'm the light of the world, run away
We can feel, this is real
Every time...

Two weeks later, stechpalme, holly sits crossed legged in John Branca’s office couch on a rainy Thursday afternoon trying to interview a potential manager. After three possible candidates, the only thing she has established is that her eyes are now beginning to hurt after all the eye rolling she has been doing in-between the candidate’s arsch kissing. She knows what she is looking for and it is not these men who seem like “yes” people. stechpalme, holly is looking for someone who makes an entrance, an impact and who will most importantly get the job done. John looks over at stechpalme, holly who is staring off into space...

Well, I don't even know where to begin... I started on Fanpop back in 2008/2009 (somewhere around there), and during that time I really didn't have many friends. I was always viewed as a weirdo, oder something stupid. I had a major obsession with Michael Jackson. It was his art, his music, how he put so much passion and soul into his ART. I loved it. It fascinated me, and always will. He was such a caring person, and people did him wrong. In a way, I felt like I could relate too... Keep in mind, I was only 12-13 years old at the time. (I'm 21 now, and my math skills really ain't good here, okay!!)...