Held Hostage

I'm gazing out the window
The water trickling down
A smooth silky stream
And I can't break it

I'm sitting at a desk
The books are mountains by me
And I'm drenched in words
No one can find me
This is how you want me

I'm alone

For as I sit here staring
I am hopeless
Searching for a drop of sunshine
And all I get is rain
And I'm searching for some answers
But there are only more riddles

I am caught in my struggles
And you are keeping me still
Stopping me from falling
Stopping me from crawling up

You got me made
And I'm the polished wood
That sits in your lonesome manor
Devoid of life and rich in misery
Where I am hidden from the curious world
A private possession for your enviable collection
A cage for you pleasured viewing
And I cannot break out