"Well sir, I think I'll paint you the entire masterpiece. I was a deviant from quite early on in the scene. In Pre-School I was a pretty good grocery store thief. Grade "K" I flashed my cock at our straight laced rival team. In second grade I beat up Neal to see if I could. I smacked up Louise in Third grade for calling me "a gay." For candy money I took dares to drink milk mixed with mud. In Fourth I loved detention more than going out to play. Sixth grade was suspension for drawing pornographic toons. And then once more for drawing political satires. The second time got me the cord, though I preferred the broom. He stopped me before the bus, hand wrapped up with orange wire. Eighth grade I was teased everyday for being too dark brown. By high school I was afraid to sneeze anywhere near home and Bible thumped as hard as I could with a Christian crown, and memorized friend's credit cards for porn to watch alone. I never paid much attention to things they taught in school. In chemistry I spent my time breaking up the glass ware and drawing machines to murder the kids they thought were cool. Applied to college mainly to get the hell out of there. Arrived with so much pent up rage and direction-less hate. Almost started a brawl at the Greyhound bus terminal. If you saw me then you'd know I was burning from the gate. I didn't plan to be alive at the end of it all. Unfortunately, not halfway through, I ran out of rage and decided to maybe get to know myself instead. Bouts of rebellion are still flowing, but now somewhat caged. Let me go explore and I promise I'll end up in bed. Maybe not at a decent hour or close to sober. Maybe not with all the clothes I set off with that day and maybe without any bills, or my check card holder, but I'll have lived and known more of me, that's something to say."
"Son, as much as I'd like to let you off the hook tonight, how do I know you've learned a damn thing from stupidity?"
"Stupid is a strong word, but try to put it in this light: I can't learn cuffed and freedom is like air to me. Given the option I may not always do what is right, but I will never know myself until you set me free..."
