Something From Nothing

Something from nothing Hey, world! Can I ask you a quick question? Are we expected to just fantasize until reality ties those self-induced lies to the truth? Believe that nothing will produce something when nothing is something of a noose! Isn't it something or maybe it's nothing and I'm just making a little too much of it? Like if all you ever ate was the very things you hate, at some point over time, wouldn't you find that you're beginning to love it? To get used to the smell; to crave the taste, to feel it is somewhat of a necessity. A comforting food, a calming mood, when the ways of the rude are getting next to me. So maybe it's nothing that I made into something, now my nothing is something valuable! Will it grow like an addiction, bring science into my fiction, until my nothing is the only something I know. So if you're asking about something; I might just tell you... I know nothing.