Watching the Michael Jackson memorial on Star World last night was absolutely heartbreaking. The eulogies and performances were depressing and sad. I was holding back tears throughout the entire memorial service, with my Mom bawling beside me like a baby. All it took for me to give in to the waterworks was a goodbye message MJ's daughter, Paris, left him:

My heart broke. I feel so sad for MJ's children. I can't imagine losing my Dad, yet they have to deal with this at such a young age. I wonder if MJ's kids understand the magnitude of his influence, popularity and success. Well, if they didn't know, I'm sure they do now.

It's so sad that MJ is gone. I wish he could have at least completed his comeback tour. But I guess all that is pointless now. Like I said before, I'm just really upset that MJ didn't get the chance to clear his name before leaving. That he had to die with the stigma of 'Wacko Jacko' and all that negative controversy.

I really believe that he isn't at all like what the media portrayed him to be. I think MJ is a really good man born in the wrong place and at the wrong time. Someone like him is so hard to come by. A man so talented, yet filled with so much love and generosity. It's what he had to go through that made him the way he was. The media brought him up, crushed him, and then poked fun at his devastated state. Like what preacherman Al Sharpton said to MJ's children during his eulogy last night: "There wasn't nothing strange about your daddy. What was strange was what your daddy had to deal with."

RIP MJ. This world wasn't good enough for you anyway.