It’s been over a year since I wrote a new song and I finally completed something that poured out of me. I feel it works like that sometimes… like floodgates.

The last song I wrote (“Not Worth It”) is one of the darkest I’ve ever written. There is no “ray of hope.” It is only hopeless. The lyrics have finality at the end. The door is closed.

This song (“Who Am I?”) is more open-ended. It is similarly dark. The darkness seems to be what draws me to write music lately. But there is no finality. As the name might suggest, there is no answer at the end. It’s more an exploration of a space that I believe many other come to – a sort of purgatory of identity.