I grew up knowing i am different and i am special,
i grew up paying rent and to strive is my battle.

I was the best after a long time,
talk of the world by the age i was nine,
talent, fame, glory were all mine,
my only control was my food when i would dine.

I knew no friends, a child was denied,
before i knew my soul had died,
a man barred me from calling him dad,
which hurt me real bad,
if only he knew what i never had.

Life of a star was what i led,
the tabloids factory was what i fed,
found out from what i read,
some said i should be dead.

They call them devoted fans, say i drive them crazy,
said a hateful bone was what i was sans, found them accusations very sleazy.
I pulled myself up from the mess,
hoped to live a life my haters could never guess.
I married twice for love and children,
as to me God existed in only children,
they refused..failed to comprehend my love for them,
as to them i could love only my children.

I was recognized world over,
i broke all the records over and over,