What's the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear the name Justin Bieber? Gay? Untalented? Ugly? Do you think he looks like a girl? Do you ever think of him as human? Words hurt. They can ruin someone. Break them. Destroy them. And when that does happen, you blame them, you say they deserved it. That they're stupid for letting that happen. You don't ever think you could be the reason it happened, that you could be the reason they changed themselves, that they thought they weren't good enough? That you're the culprit and they're the victim? Well, Justin Bieber, is one of those victims, people could always make up a reason to hate him, to destroy him, the rumours spread, the hate got worse, it all hit him like a tornado, it hit his heart and broke it. He fell.
He was hurt, but he didn't show it, he but a mask on, he hid his pain, he made sure no one ever felt the same, he saved lives, but he couldn't save himself. No one expected him to fall, it happened so suddenly. The hate, the rumours, all those horrible things that were said about him they pulled him down when he was flying, his wings broke, and so did his heart, he couldn't get up, he needed love and support, but all he got was more hate, beliebers tried there best to remind him that they still loved him, but it was no use he was broken, his heart was shattered, it would take a long time to fix it, we all know that, it takes more than just glue to fix a heart.
This is the story, his story, of how it became too much.
I'm crying :( this is so sad, but it's true...