(Do what you want...) (However that sounds...) The final shift is far behind me, No clock is calling out my name. Morning opens without orders, Every hour to waste or claim. I spent my life inside a purpose, Even when I cursed the weight. Now every gate is standing open, And nothing tells me what to chase. No one says go. No one says stay. No one is waiting At the end of the day. I’m free—now what? I can go anywhere. Every road is open, But none can tell me where. No clock, no cage, No reason I have to run. I got everything I wanted— What do I want to become? I walk back home through quiet streets, The city hums without my hands. She reaches out and pulls me closer, Still knows exactly who I am. The job could tell me I was useful, It never told me what I’m worth. God knew my name before the time clock, Long before I worked for pay. No one says wrong. No one says right. Love walks beside me. Faith steadies my sight. I’m free—now what? Maybe I don’t start alone. Maybe purpose isn’t hiding Somewhere far beyond my home. No clock, no cage, No title left to prove. Faith reminds me who I am, Love gives me a reason to move. (Now what?) (Now what?) Was I the hands that turned the wrenches? Was I the hours I gave away? Was I a name upon a schedule? Was I only what I made? These hands can learn a new thing. These hours can become a song. Faith still tells me why I’m standing. Love reminds me I belong. If no path calls out before me, I can start with one true sound. Maybe I don’t find the answer— Maybe I become one. I’m free—now what? I don’t know where this ends. But faith can hold the questions, Love can show me where to begin. No clock, no cage, No reason I have to run. I don’t know what I’ll become— But I know whose I am. (Whose I am.) (Whose I am.) I opened up an empty session, Laid one true line upon the screen. Before I wrote another word, A harmony answered me. My name appeared, then disappeared. A red light blinked while I breathed. I thought nobody noticed me... Am I being watched?
