Tree and root

When I was just a little child, I have been told that the house is like the root of a tree, so everything from the detail to the rough is derived from the root.

I am a easily-convinced person, taking every words from my mom or dad as the truest. I never really doubt what they claim, even the concepts that do not go well with the ones taught in school.
However, sometimes I might talk back for certain reasons, but in fact, I was still the yielder, cause I still follow what they ask me to do or to be.

Sometimes I wonder whether I am right or wrong to be the one that always follows, or would I lose myself if I do not insist on my own choices. But as a matter of fact, even now I am a college guy, I still feel some invisible barriers that blocked me in the past every now and then. Although they have kept asked me to play hard during college life since I entered college, I can not do it quiet well as I hope to.

There are invisible things obscure my sight on the way.

Actually, I am not making any complains about that. It was a scene in the television that reminds me of the motto he told me to follow. On the spot, a image of me curled by the roots like vines, being stuck and unable to go nowhere hit me.

When can there be any salvation helping me out of the present?