• The collar you slipped around my neck,
    silk and gold, bejeweled and glittering,
    It still chaffes.

    The handcuffs that bind me, yours the only key,
    lined with soft fur, gleaming in the light,
    They still hurt.

    Why do you leash me?
    I won't run away.
    Unless you keep this up...

    You should know by now, I love you,
    you selfish, cold-hearted, silver-tongued
    b*****d.

    I love you, against my own will,
    it's your golden collar again,
    Tightening around my throat.

    I want out, I want release,
    but still you cling...
    Ever tighter, ever tighter...

    You say it's for my own good;
    I know myself better than you.
    You want control.

    I need escape. I must escape.
    The cashmere straitjacket binding my arms...
    I will cut through.