Forever Thinking

I've never been a groupie, and I never ever shall be. They mindlessly follow, no thought of their own. They think what they're told, then call it the truth, But I can't follow, I must think, no matter the cost. But when I say what I think, they cry out, they resist. If I try to explain, it only gets worse, they can't hear me. They're comfortable in that place of absolute knowing. While I flounder in the realm of wonder, forever thinking.