Nothing.

I have nothing to say, and everything to say. I know nothing yet I know.. some things. I am happy yet sometimes I am sad.  I know what I want to do in life, yet I have no idea what that will look like, if I actually want those things, or if everything will change. Tomorrow. Tonight. Suddenly. I know about love, do I? But I know nothing about love. But I know a lot. But still nothing. Nothing. Everything.