dad and mom never understood my needs. my beliefs. living life in the suburbs. feeling out of place. out of mind. one percent. i was one percent. outside of society. living like i wanted to live. completely unhinged. juvie was cake. prison was fine. nothing could hold me. my mind was free. free as a bird. i made by fashion choices like i lived my life. hard denim for a hard life. no love lost. hands worn down after slaving away via monotony. factories. auto shops. it didn't matter. just had to get by to get to the next burg. next stop the desert. next stop the open road. i need one more pack of smokes and a tank of gas and it's smooth sailing from here on out. let's do this.