Curiosity

They say curiosity kills the cat —
and I do not want to become that cat,
yet still I long to understand.

Questions gather in the quiet corners of my mind,
each one refusing to fade away.
Who will give me the answers I seek?
How do I ask without crossing boundaries?
And who truly set these boundaries in the first place?

People who would turn away and say “mind your own business” —
as if silence alone would bring me peace.
Will I only find true rest once I know the full truth?
I crave that quiet peace so deeply —
so I will seek to know…
even if it kills the cat.