They try to break you… <br />It’s a game they play. <br />They feed you the pills… <br />They say it will calm you down. <br />Have another before the first one wears off… <br /> <br />It’s a hell of time… <br />Those late nights, just to get away. <br />They poke and prod you… <br />They want to change your psyche, get you under control. <br />You just won’t play their game. <br /> <br />They can’t believe the balls you have. <br />You tell them like it is… <br />I don’t know if you’re that stubborn. <br />Or really that’s what you believe. <br />Either way you’re not going to win… <br /> <br />I don’t want to see you chained. <br />I don’t want to see you torn apart… <br />I don’t want to see you cut limb from limb. <br />Dissecting who you really are… <br />Leaving the person I know so empty. <br /> <br />It’s a battle that’s stacked against you. <br />They want you to be who you cannot be… <br />It’s only the mould of what they want you to be. <br />To take away your individuality… <br />I’m afraid you’ll just wither away.<br /><br />Kevin Carney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-breaking-of-you/