I don't Understand

If I feel
nothing,
is the
nothing
I feel really
something?

If I want
nothing,
is the
nothing
I want really
something?

Because I don't
understand.

Is the
confusion
I feel an
absence
of knowledge,
or a
replacement?

Is it an
unanswered question
or a
questionable answer
that makes my head
spin
so?

Because I don't
understand.

Is
love
the absence of
hate,
or is
hate
the absence of
love?

Is a rectangle
really a
rectangle
if it is a
square
as well?

Because I don't understand.

Is green really
green
if it is
blue and yellow
together?

What gives a
poem its
beauty
if it's just a
collection of
words?

Because all I
understand

is my heart

and the way it
sings
tonight.

I know I changed the second stanza because it sucks but I don't remember what I changed it to. Before I get my portfolio back, this will do. :P Please comment. ^^