Any Ideas? Poem by Laz Dixon

New and original
Can they even exist?
Everything is inspired,
Based off something else

But can one say nothing is new?
Limit people's creative minds
by saying their ideas are not their own

What is an idea in that moment
neither new nor old,
Fresh or improved upon
Is it just an idea?
Or something completely different?

Have all my thoughts been viewed before
In someone else's mind?
Am I repeating an unknown persons lines
In a play from another time?

Are my likes and dislikes
a combination of millions before me?
Are my values and what I hold dear,
Merely a product of someone else?

Have all these questions been asked before?
New and original
Can they even exist?