Something That Confused Me

A Poem by Eagergreen

Don't be confused I want you to comment even if to say it's rambling garbage

Something is something
until that something isn't
then it is a different thing
unless we find that
the thing was what it was
then that something is what it was

However few get past
the realization
that something is something

How are we expected to know
something can be something else?
Or that the second thought was wrong?
Or that we can get trapped in an endless cycle?

If something is nothing
then how do we know it
how do you compare
something to nothing?

If something is anything
how do know it is a thing?
One stone is not another

Then would nothing be anything?
Because nothing is one intensity
Because anything is one intensity
When light is too bright it blinds
When shadow is too dark it reveals
Does nothing reveal something?
Does anything take something?

I think so.
Nothing is clean when we have nothing
we have the oppurtunity to be something
the problem is when we want to be anything
then you can't be just something

In the end after reviewing this
I find not knowing is confusing
And that knowing is just as confusing