Stop Poem by dun one

I know a place where the future is denied
Potential asks for a chance but is fried
Its like a cold room
A broom standing up against the wall in the corner
All alone
Throw the television way out the window smash it on the side
So that finally you realize
Delete yourself
Become Invisible
Rough roads make you tougher
Choices make you suffer
Depending on what you choose
Used to think it was up to everyone but you
Used to think you’d make it through
Without howling at the moon
Was at the starting line ready for the gun to go off

Was diverted too soon
Again and again
Led astray
Their is a line and their is a task
If you want to make it stop
Parts of me died, but I’ll move past
I have chains trapped inside of my mind now
Hotel windows with people inside now

Houses with families behind the wall
Before you become an outsider to all
Stop