Pandora's box

There’s a mask in each of you
like the mists in Avalon
you don’t show the beauty
you don’t show the purity
you don’t let the people see trough
Is it good, or is it bad?
If those people doesn’t hurt you
you don’t turn sad...
And you’re “I” keeps going high...
But we I don’t see all your sight...
And is it right?
At least,the beauty is locked inside
There’s no paradoxes behind the mists
Find me lover
Don’t let the box of Pandora in suffer