"It's loose" said they, and left me in the dark
Never to see the days again
Among the old creases, I felt young,
Even as my hues faded away.
One sudden day, the light shone bright,
But alas! to do a murky grind
As the days went on, I realised,
I was a possession prized.

Every-time I broke down, I was repaired back strong
Until I was something new.
But as time flew, I aged again,
Finally ready to revert to my form most true.
To transform into someone else's beloved,
Completely anew.