My Parents shouldn't have to pay for everything.

I've never felt this close to walking out of this Hotel, only to devote my life to the one thing that makes the most sense to me. I feel I wouldn't be credited for an action like that, but with me working for money in this menial and consumer-driven lifestyle, what difference does it make?

Give me music or give me death. People that aren't as fortunate as me need the escape that tunes can give them.

Let me hand something good out?