Pandora's Suitcase

I laid my head down
In a tiny Scottish town
Woke up to a maternal voice, so tender
"Get up dear, it's a morn to remember!"
Smiling, I run to my mother
My warm, embracing, refuge in earth's water
And I said "Why?"
"Trust me," she replied
And In the comfort of my ignorant life
My childish, innocent life,
She'd robbed me of a life
A normal, worriless, tear less cocoon
Was broken into
Opening Pandora's Suitcase

Lying awake, a strange siren calls out.
Snapping up, realizing my mum had screamed, no doubt
I began to cry "Daddy, take me home!"
Inside my mind, for outside, all was calm
As my insides imploded.
May as well have exploded
For as I pulled a Rose
Mother packed her Pandora's Suitcase

They took us outside
I'm holding up the tide
The storm a raging inside
Hand bleeding from thorns
My mother, looking at me, adores
Me, her greatest crime,
For the very last time
Holding her leaking and terrifying Pandora's Suitcase

And no one seems to like it
When my emotions elude
And tears stream down my face
Probably just a side effect trace
Exposure to Pandora's Suitcase
I tapped into a dream
And found her secret staring back at me
Her reflection as I know she is now
Pandora herself could have never achieved it, and how
Could she have betrayed me, my mother
Took me from home and smuggled me to another
Traitor of my childhood, robber of my dreams
Carrying Pandora's suitcase