I've been thinking a lot about death these days,
I'm not depressed, nor suicidal,
I believe it's just an inborn curiosity in a man,
To know the unknown , to hear the untold ,
Maybe it's the same curiosity that makes a kid break open his toys to see what's inside.
Destroying something beautiful , in hope of finding something precious.
The curiosity that took men to moon....
I know someday I'll find what I'm looking for ,
And I hope it is more beautiful than anything I've ever known.