Am curious,
Am curious and you're curious,
All of us are curious beings.
In the world flooded with knowledge,
We fight to know more than the other,
Blindly say we want to know to survive.
Most of the agony came from knowing something,
Maybe someone,
It all led to separation,
Maybe regret, even hatred.
Maybe we should just exist and try not to know,
Because to understand is to invite the curse,
The curse of knowing it differently.
I pity when I don't know, and cry when I know I could have known better.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 5:32 AM UTC
Am curious,
Am curious and you're curious,
All of us are curious beings.
In the world flooded with knowledge,
We fight to know more than the other,
Blindly say we want to know to survive.
Most of the agony came from knowing something,
Maybe someone,
It all led to separation,
Maybe regret, even hatred.
Maybe we should just exist and try not to know,
Because to understand is to invite the curse,
The curse of knowing it differently.
I pity when I don't know, and cry when I know I could have known better.
Some of the relationships, and things we almost died for end the moment we know the different side of the story, and there is the curse to know.
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