What Holds Us Back

I'm sick and tired of being the one that you call on day after day.
I'm sick of being the one that lies down. I'm sick and tired of you changing your mind about what you say. Like, whether or not you'd want me around. Trying to figure out what I'm doing and what it's about. The pressure, the pain, the drama, the ways we want to live our lives. So, whats holding us back?

It took me 18 years to figure it out. I grow a little bit more wise without a doubt.
I'm going to make a plan and think for myself. Understand?! Don't tell me how I should live my life. You're not making the decisions because i'll put up a fight.

The choices that I make are in my own fucking hands. If you've got a problem you better check where you fucking stand.
Is this me or is this a phase? Living false through these fucking days. Or will I make a change and choose my own ways?