I'll be here,

I'll always be here for you.
No matter what.
It's a promise I'm not willing to break.
At least, not now.
So you can lean on me.
You don't have to bottle it in.
I'll walk by your side the whole way.

That doesn't help the situation whatsoever.

Yelling at me for the same reasons over 10 times?
Yeah, that doesn't do shit.
Actually, no, it does do something.
It makes me want to rebel even more.
And now, I'm at the point where I simply don't want to do it.
I know the basics of what's good for me. I know that I need this.
But you yelling in my goddamn ear about how I need to hurry the fuck up and do it?
No. It doesn't do anything but make me want to do the opposite.
I know what I need and what I don't need to do.
I don't need you and your commands to go and prioritize my life for me.
I don't need your constant reminders of what I need to do. I already fucking know.
I prioritize my life according to the things that I believe are important to me.
Not you. Get that through your head already.
Seriously.
All I want you to do, is move on with your fucking life. I'm old enough.
How about yelling at me for things that actually do matter?
Or things that I have actually done wrong.
Really.
You're suffocating me.

I can't say anything.

You say this and that.
You say it as if you have the perfect life.
You say it as if everything is just fucking dandy.
And I can't say anything.
I can't judge you.
I don't know where you are.
I don't know what you do.
I don't know the life you live.
I can't judge the words you send to me.
But I'll wait.
I'll wait for the catch to your "perfect" life.