Pandora

For touching a hope,

I must feel despair

In a box,

they exist, mixing each other

But I can't be allowed to touch only a hope

For catching a hope,

I must carve despair in my hands

A hope without pain is vulnerable

A hope without shadow is vacuous

In a box,

In a untouchable box,

they exist, mixing each other

I don't know which a hope is

I can't see which a hope is

But certainly,

it exists,

with despair

For finding a hope,

I must feel despair

I must carve despair in my hands