I am kidnapped.
Kidnapped in the locks
Kidnapped in this whirling world
Kidnapped in the chains of cops
For they are nothing but a fraud.

I am kidnapped.
Under the piles of foamy flakes
Meant for show- off
Lying nothing beneath
But with a cheerful top.

I am kidnapped.
In the illusions
In the endless desires
In different relations
In this ghastly world of commotion.

I am kidnapped.
My heart rules over my mind
Day in and day out
They test my kind.
The more I refuse, the more they come somehow.

I am kidnapped.
But the thing of utmost confusion
I don't really want to be independent.