Hostage

Looking outside I see kids playing,
While I'm locked inside.
These bars make me mad,
I want to be outside playing.

With kids like me I am stuck in here,
For all eternity.

Till one day he will have made,
A mistake by leaving.
An open door then I will run down,
The stairs and go into the kitchen,
Where the man who has kept me,
In here for five years.

I will get the sharpest knife,
In the draw and help him cut up.
Some carrots and onions,
because my dad doesn’t know
how to cook.