Harbor the doubts, in a secret vault.
Shh, quiet-
They might hear.
They're in a jar, that jar is sealed.
With wax from bee's hive.
It won't open.
Not now-
One's own Pandora story.
Choose to crack it, choose to hide it.
Leave it shut.
Twist the wrists that want to unleash it.
Don't let them..
Open that jar.
Pandora-
Heed the words.
Leave it be.
