Requested by: breakof-Dawn

"MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" The sea of people chanted my name as I drove past them in my limo. Though I am used to this by now, there's something still strange about everyone already knowing my name before I even introduce myself. It's still crazy to me how I know not a single person out there all screaming for my attention yet every single one of them knows me.

I caught a glimpse of my reflection on the limo window and I hardly even recognized myself as being the same young boy from the Jackson 5 band. Everything seemed so much simpler back then. Sure, we were still famous and all, but we could manage everything. Now, I feel like I'm being pressed in every single direction from everyone with no where to go.

I reminisced about my time spent with my brothers as a carefree young kid and it brought a fleeting smile to my face. All those times spent playing games together around the house, in the pool. My smile disappeared as I then remembered the times when people would attempt to invade our privacy just for their own gain, whatever that may have been.

Remembering how practically everyone out here knows my entire life story suddenly made me feel a bit insecure. My whole life was like a fish in a fishbowl and I could do nothing about it. But maybe that's the price you have to pay for having so much money and fame at such a young age.

As the limo approached Neverland, my home, I couldn't help but feel saddened. Because when the day comes to a close, even though I may have all the things anyone could ever want, there is still no one to check up on me. No one I can call in the middle of the night when I'm feeling alone and cold inside to comfort me and help me feel better. But then again, this may be part of the price of fame.

With my spirit hung low and my head held high, I walked into my home, up the stairs to my room, closed the door, and cried my heart out.

I swear just yesterday I had 10K reads. How the heck did I get to 11K without me knowing?!?! Anyways, I hope y'all are doing well!