Curiosity Killed The CatHopes are high.
[thoughts of happiness and peace]
Head held up so high,
my nose touches the light blue sky.
[such a picture perfect day]
Life is finally on a stable train tracks of life.
[no signs of the devils of handy work]
Everything is at peace in my little world.
[days pass by]
Everything is at peace.
[eye catching sight]
A sign from afar appears,
my curiosity is sparked,
Like a child I turn towards it.
[to far to make out the words]
Maybe it's a sign of more good fortune,
to my peaceful train of hope.
[hopeful or ignorant?]
The train begins to rock angrily back and forth,
almost throwing me off.
[I wish it had]
All my hope comes crashing down.
The sky I once looked up to has shattered,
into a million pieces.
[all that's left is black]
The carts of my train break off,
come crashing down into flames.
[I wish i was in one of them]
Every ounce of hope I once had has exploded in my face.
[should have seen it coming]
All that's left is the sign
my curiosity i