Cursed Collar

There was a girl long ago.
Who had a cursed collar.
The collar slowly grew tighter.

And time quickly flew.
She hoped someday,it may fall off.
That it'll grow looser and fall.

She hopes she would grow tall.
Without the feeling the collar's toll.
As time slowly passed.

And she grew up big fast.
The collar stayed the same.
The collar got tighter with time.

And she began to forget her name.
She hoped for someone ,something.
To take it off,away.

In another world,she daydreamed.
And began to sway.
Sometimes the collar would be tight.

And sometimes,it would be loose.
Sometimes the collar would win.
And she would begin to lose.

Her color had slowly began to drain.
At that moment,she had none to ease her pain.
But maybe someday,someone would come over and giver her a smile.

They would take off the collar,that she wore for a while.
The choker would scream,you're not enough.
You aren't worth it,and you aren't tough.

Times,life felt hard and tough.
But she had hopes after all this time.
That someone would take it off,and she'll be fine.

Maybe one day,the collar would fall off on its own.
And she would get a call her on her phone.
A call from an old friend.

The collar felt looser.
And she was no longer a loser.
Sometimes,the collar would play tricks.

And she tried many things to fix.
Love me,said the collar.
As it slowly grew tight.

The negative emotions,she does her best to fight.
Especially while alone at night.
The collar grew tighter.

Threw up nearly whiter.
But sometimes,it would get loose.
With that one person.

She would win and not lose.
Perhaps the collar would eventually fall off.
Just need to be hopeful,she tells herself.

She hoped to put the collar on her shelf.
Don't leave me,abandon me,the collar would tell.
In this sad,painful fairytale.

The collar eventually fell.
And she broke out of her outer shell.