Questions and questions too many at times

Answers a lot none too good

Urging us to search eagerly for them

Sometimes dampening the very thought

What if the answers we are looking for

Are not the answers we expect at all

So do we knock on every door

Or lock ourselves inside just one

Should we take the risk to roam

Or hide ourselves trying to blend

Conform meekly suppress all thought

There’s lot of comfort in just being safe

Than searching for the unknown