My Idol

A very sad childhood,no love from his dad,changing appearances,constantly looking sad..A monkey for company,elephant man bones,constantly hating the sight of his own nose..plastic surgery,from black into white,all the tabloid story's,his own personal fight..i wish I could of helped him,reach out and touch,this lovley,lonely individual,always taking too much..The handfuls of pills,trying to cope,feeling like a zombie,so softly he spoke..The man in the mirror,the guy over there,covering his face,hating those glares..The love he had for his siblings,he had no fear to hide,locked himself in neat her land,his fairground he would ride..Ill never forget him,this idol of mine,fans will all remember,some will even build a shrine..