I was very pushed to look a certain way and act a certain way, and it wasn't me, but I played by their rules to get my foot in the door.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was a good kid. My parents laid rules out for me, and I followed them.
In the end, a small section of the crowd, maybe 2,000 to 3,000, turned against me. And that was it. Inside the club they know your best intentions, but the minority shout louder than the rest.
When I was young, they just gave me the lead. And when I got old, they wouldn't see me at all.
I opened the door for a lot of people, and they just ran through and left me holding the knob.
I started getting on my feet and clowning around, and they ended up putting me in a play when I was 12. And I was hooked.
I was always told I had to be an example to my siblings. I was told to toe the line. So I had to behave.
Despite what people think, I was such a rule follower at school.
I've always tended to play people who relish playing against the rules.
I think I've always been somebody to break rules.
I had to give myself permission to act, then others agreed.