Just out of Curiousity

I’m a curious person, so curious that I could go to any lengths to know something, I could even surprise myself

Now, let’s suppose, just suppose – Not that I’m actually addressing someone or anything- that there is something I want to know and you refuse to tell me

Then I say okay, I don’t want to know, I don’t care

Then suddenly I find out that I still don’t care but I do want to know

Well, I won’t ask you, I’ll just do something even I didn’t imagine I would do which will make someone else come and tell me what I want to know without me even asking

In the process of devising that I entertain the idea whether I should or should not ruin your life while I’m at it, but then I discover I’m better than that, not because you don’t deserve it but because I’m not that evil, 7aram…

But of course all of this is just a supposition, we’re just supposing things

A Writer’s Schizophrenia

There’s no way I’m writing about this, it’s basically unwritable

It’s tempting, could be a good idea

Well it might not be a great idea but I don’t care, I want to get it out of my system

I’m so excited!

Ugh, I don’t know, maybe I shouldn’t go through with this

This is awesome, I’m a genius

Who’s gonna read this junk?

This might be a good thrill

I’m probably gonna be grilled but it doesn’t matter

I don’t want to do anything else but to sit down and write this

Now what?

This is even better than I thought it would be

I want to cry