Prisoner

Hidden behind electric fences and locked doors she waits.
Warning signs are placed carefully.
You will injure yourself by pushing the barricades.
Within her self-imposed confinement, she shakes her head.

Warning signs are placed carefully,
but the hypnotic sheen of her shellacked exterior beckons to many.
Within her self-imposed confinement, she shakes her head.
Around her neck is a single key, still glittering from lack of use.

Though her shellacked exterior gives off a hypnotic sheen,
hawkish surveillance challenges those brave enough.
Around her neck is a single key, still glittering from lack of use—
the exceptional circumstance needed to turn the doorknob has yet to come.

Hawkish surveillance challenges those brave enough.
Casualties pile on top of one another creating eroding mounds.
The exceptional circumstance needed to turn the doorknob came and went in an instant.
Her final warning, if you even make it that far, Free me.

Hidden behind electric fences and locked doors awaits a girl.
You will injure yourself by pushing the barricades.