Where do we draw the line? And, Who draws/drew it?

Why do I endeavor to move towards and cross that line. What if it would be far wiser and I will become far more content, to seek to cross this one instead? That is, if and when I choose to draw a line at all.
So, Who drew the line? I, or an other? It can get confusing and confused, at times. Sometimes I realized another drew that one; and, that that line which lay in front of me as a yearned for goal I thought I sought, was a chain around my neck with an endpoint that was not actually yearned for by my soul - but by something else.
When others would have me will this or that, (far too often) their wishes 'for me' (or, should it read for them?) are neither their best wishes concerned with my highest good (but rather for theirs), nor willed by a wise or good will. Would a good will desire that I will their will? A good will, I think, would not be so demanding of another’s will.
The first thing that I had better be sure of, in order not to waste this too short and precious life, is that I am going in the direction of these lines and that I am the artist.
Too often is a meaningless finish line devised not by us, but 'for us' (And, who else but us should be, and better be, most earnestly concerned with its meaning) by society, parents, others, etc. with our own best interests not even taken into account. (ie., How/Who elects to die in meaningless wars, becomes what a parent wanted them to become, or wishes most of all to be a professional athlete, lawyer...?) How could what others like or would like me to like be designed to address my deepest desires or my own best interests, rather than theirs for me? While it is far easier in a million ways, both for oneself and everyone else, to adopt the tastes of another...my taste is, in every case, the best taste, to me.