The Question

Living here beyond the world they call reality,
they tell me what i'm supposed to do and what is expected of me.
when i refuse to follow, the world collapses around me,
they torment me and injure me in any way they can.
i cannot lead the life they've made,
i cannot be their tool.
i refuse to see the things they see,
and i will not be their fool.
but still i wonder, could they be right?
is my struggle a useless fight?
should i go on with my own way?
or concied to what they want?
either way its over, and i will never be whole.
for i am far too bold.