• I will put in my box,
    The grace of one's imagination,
    The love of two hundred friends,
    And the hatred of one enemy.



    I will put in my box,
    The death of one loved one,
    The survival of one convenience,
    And the deafening noise of silence.



    I will put in my box,
    Th joy of a new discovery,
    The silencing eyes of hatred,
    And the act of a false friend.



    I will put in my box,
    The feeling of a best friend,
    The comfort of a familiar toy,
    And the wounds of love.



    My box is made from,
    The harsh words of the unwanted,
    The building love of friends,
    And the annoying reality of life.



    I shall use my box to,
    Spill my secrets of life to even those who don't listen,
    to warn people of love even if they are smitten,
    And to die peacefully without a lie.