Curious

I've opened the box,
I've had so long to wait,
it's what I've always wanted,
and I'm hoping it'll be great.
But look what's happening,
I'm being taken captive,
there's no coming back,
no chance for me to live.

Inquisitive was I,
and it wasn't any good.
Now I tread carefully,
knowing all that I should.

Understanding curiosity,
must be so darn tough,
why else would we go for it,
knowing that the road's rough.
It might be greener there,
it might be brighter too,
but it could be a snake,
and a flame to scorch you.

Inquisitive was I,
and it wasn't any good.
Now I tread carefully,
knowing all that I should.