Believe or Not to Believe?

Why do people judge on what we believe?
But yet they are so nieve
Why do they try to change you if you disagree with them?
Why can't I be who I am?
I don't know what to believe,
if there is a wrong or right
I don't know what to believe,
if there is a God or not
I don't believe in happy endings,
I believe in pain and misery
Trust me, it's not a discovery
No one cares,
all they do is just watch and stare
My world is so black and white,
as I try to win this fight
I believe in love,
but I can't just keep my head in the clouds up above
My thoughts are tied,
which is slowly making me lose my pride
I cannot take it,
I might as well fake it
So here it goes,
I'm trying to go with the "flow"
Can you believe,
that I am so nieve?