whY control?

The controlling factor in this life overwhelms by being. I am sucked un-willfully into this harsh, greedy society, drawn into its universal hatred. I cannot seem to make it out.  I will never be good enough, driven enough, smart enough according to my father.  No one understands the confusion I face everyday. Life is way too complicated. I am tired of the unnecessary complications thrown at me. I just want to live freely and love freely. I suppose that is too much to ask. So I sit here, in this brainwashed world, trapped, screaming for help, knowing none will come for everyone is too busy trying to win the money race.