Tell me now or I will explode,
Let me in on the secret so I can crack the code
When you stop midway and say 'nevermind',
I swear I will kill you with the best tool I find
Tell me something, just give me a clue,
When you leave me in suspense, you don't know what I'll do
Cliffhangers drive me up the walls,
You're at the tip of the mountain and slowly you fall
Just give me a hint, that's enough for me,
As long as I can know something at least
Don't leave me hanging or forget what to say,
Don't keep a secret from me, that's not okay
I hate it the most when they're whispering right there,
In front of your face without a care
And when you ask them they won't utter a sound,
No matter how much you scream and pound
Curiosity gets the better half of me,
And I lose my sanity completely
There's a gripping feeling of nervous anticipation,
And the excitement is a shivering sensation
Just tell me now, I don't care for the surprise,
At least I can prepare, timetables I'll decide
I'm not an organization freak,
But when it comes to secrets, they need to leak
Spill them out so I can know too,
Or else you know what curiosity can do!
~Via
I hate it when all around you, secrets are left hanging in the air and the room is enveloped in a feeling of nervous anticipation and excitement. You know something's about to happen, but you don't know what it is.
As you think about it more and more, it really starts to get under your skin and the want to know becomes a need. It becomes an obsession.
-Can you relate?-
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