The Cage

The box was full,
And she knew it all;
The open locker,
The repercussions and shocks;
She was not an ignorant seahorse,
Nor the innocent dove;
The name could have been similar,
But Pandora was not what she was;
With the box open in her palm now,
And the fragrance spreading through;
She weeps for the destiny that unfolds,
For a mistake she already knew.