Curiosity can kill .

Curiosity can kill, But that's only if you don't know how to fight. Wondering if its real, Before all the hidden answers are brought to light. See all I have is unfinished sentences with squiggly lines and dots on the end Because in my mind I have questions, In which I don't know how to begin. I should find a way to express to you how I feel , maybe it's to early. My boys say you can never loose with poetry, I honestly think its sort of girly. But....for you I'll just speak with my pen My words from within You...you are the ups to my downs, the smile to my frowns, the ends to my start, And the valves which safely flow blood to my heart.