why do you expect me more,
than ever not too find it..
when every thing you do,
is based around it.
you take my eyes and hide them,
deep inside it.
can't you, settle down and see it there,
but never touch it.
i know what is there inside the box,
i think you do and we agreed to share.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem