No, I'm not whimsical
And yet, I change my mind regularly
No, I'm not systematic
But my days are similar from time to time
I'm not angelic
But I can give myself an innocent look
No, I'm not utopian
But I would like that love is complacent
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
No, I'm not iconic
And yet, my face is known by the people
No, I'm not the saddest
But sometimes, tears flow significantly
No, I'm not your favorite
But I hope to tell myself that with time
We can silence these stereotypes
Toss them up like the wind
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
I wonder
I wonder
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
Why would there be any meaning to everything?
Why would there be meaning to us?
I wonder
I wonder
I wonder
I wonder