You don't need a tall tower With staircases twisting for miles Or cameras watching at every hour Making sure you stay idle To lock someone off and away, Give all the fake freedom Keeping them closely at bay Hand them beautiful desires With no emotion behind them, Learning nothing gold can stay.
Hand off lots of paints and pens Let them fall in love with an art Then call it waste restricting passion. Build them up to be flawless, Put later to a mirror, showing hardness In their weight, their love, their soul. Treated like puzzles stealing just a piece So they may never feel whole.
You don't need a cage to hold a prisoner Not a single iron bar is needed Just strip them of their worth Until they sit stoic and defeated.