A Short Question

Starting out in pain and tears
Not knowing the number of years
Events take place
Seeing the changes within the face
Never caring, always wondering, why all this is
Ideals and thoughts are learned and changed
When is it time to take a stand
The quest is realizing itself
It can no longer be put on the shelf
Needing to be addressed
This question of burning distress
What to do
Direction is told to have been decided
It all seems to me a bit one sided
Ignoring the path
Mentally awaiting for the wrath
Speaking the words you were taught to say
In a humbling and yet true way