Massive Authority

At some point I just stopped doing what i was told, and that's probably where it all went wrong. Or right. Depending on who you ask. I stopped trusting what i heard or saw, started seeing people trying to gain benefit from my obedience.That subtle exploitation is what turned me into a bad son, a bad student, a bad employee, a bad citizen, and a bad boyfriend. I can't wipe the smile off my face and i can't stop staring at the train wreck, I point my finger and fire off my big mouth regardless of it's obnoxious intonation or awkward phrasing. I'm a troublemaker wandering listless in a carefully constructed, but fragile, maze of concrete glass and good intentions.Here you go kids, here's a prime example of what you get when you don't follow the rules, you get a spot outside in the rain, the freedom to come and go as you please and no promise of help if ever you should need it. Do i bely the social contract or am i exercising my rights to their fullest extent? Am I living a life more examined or am I refusing to conform? Is this a dream I'm living or a misguided delusion? Time, the great arbiter, will be the judge i suppose, will show if my path was downward spiraling trajectory full of misery, disappointment, and self induced loneliness, or if from the the outside I find myself inside and making a needed contribution if even in the smallest of ways. Good luck kids, going your own way is long and unpaved road, get ready for the wear and tear.