Who decides?

What do I do when I hear such negativity?
Do I run as fast as my legs will take me till I fall over the edge of this earth?
Do I deny myself my life because it doesn't fit in with theirs?
Do I just ignore my heart as it breaks each time I shut it off?
Do I carry on my act?
Why the fuck should I?
Is this your problem?
Am I your problem?
Am I your possession?
Does it even affect you?
These books of rules written as scripture
What did they know way back when?
Did they see racism?
Did they foresee hate and war?
Did they depict crime in their commandments?
No!
They didnt
I didn't choose
It was just me
My being
My life