Broken mold [ Part I ]

Let's break the mold,
I'm taking the hold,
Let's scream it loud,
Screaming without a sound,
We're losing control,
Oh baby, can't you feel my soul?
Try and break me,
I have a warranty.

Let's break the mold,
Let the truth unfold,
We're going to fight,
Exit stage right,
Let's get disguised,
Give them their surprise,
I can see there's a perk,
Get back to work.

I have no idea what category this poem should be in, so leave your opinion on it, and what category it should be in, please.

I may be making another part, if you think it's done. Please say so.

- Randi