Time to pick! Decide now!

I'm being the chaser. Trying to get you to notice what I do.
Do you even understand what I'm going through this time.
This time I'm going to sit back and be the chased.
Chased for a while. I can see what you're planning.
Planning on keeping me around forever. Making me feel restricted.
Restricted and held back. I can't do what I want because I worry.
Worry that it will fuck with your  head. You're making me worry.
Worry that you'll hurt yourself. You have got me here panicking.
Panicking and yelling. Because behind my back you talk shit.
Talk shit and expect me to not  find out. What?
"What am i supposed to do about him?" That was what was said.
Said by a very reliable source. I know for a fact they can't lie.
Lie about that. I know you didn't  mean it in a good way.
Good ways are never what you want. You want "fun" and bad is.
Is it really though. Making me feel like shit. And taking my life.

My whole life was in your hands. And now I'm pulling it.
Pulling it and tugging it out of your grasp. What do you want?
Want from me. Do you want me? Or do you want me to leave?

Leave behind the confusion. If you read this. Answer it.
Answer it to my face tomorrow. It's  all or nothing with me now.
Now I am living my life with a new moto. Life is like poker.
Like poker you gamble. If it ain't worth it. Im out. If so im in.
In all the way. So "My love" what's  it going to be?