Sleepless nights and aimless rides
Where’s it taking me?
Why is it so hard to know
Who I want to be?

I have no big dreams or plans
No adventures to tell
Nothing seems right enough
No one does, as well.

Everybody goes through this
Everyone’s a mess
I just wish I found a way
To hurt a little less.

‘Hurt’ might not be the word-
It’s emptiness I feel
Nothing really matters, Queen,
Nothing’s really real.

I find beauty, I find joy
Sometimes I do laugh
But a hint of void remains
Nothing seems enough.