I pack my life
Inside my boxes
My first
Lots of room I have

As my life spirrals
Lots of things I collect
Memeries that I want
And those that I want to forget

The bad time out way the good times
My dispair no time this box is full
Tragic I want to forget
My precicous boxes

Memories of good times collected my box memeries of joy
Family and friends
My wanderfull life
My good times
My love
My girlfriend best wishes their love they to me

Without sorrow or sin
Their true love gave to me
My. Fondness for them
Collected in my box kept and stored to remember them