[Verse 1] I wore every answer like a borrowed coat Kept a score in the margins of every note Built a room from the things I could prove Then forgot what I wanted to do [Pre-Chorus] I measured my worth in a row of closed doors Called it ambition, kept asking for more But the lock was turning under my hand And the voice in the quiet began to sound like a plan [Chorus] I am not the prize at the end of the race I am the one who can choose my pace Take the wheel, let the old map tear There is room for my whole life here I don't need to become someone new I need to make room for what is true [Verse 2] I left my reflection on a market wall Watched it grow taller, watched it learn to crawl All those polished promises under glass Could not tell me which way to pass [Pre-Chorus] So I traded the ladder for a wider view Stopped making a stranger out of what I knew The fear still knocks with its careful hands But I can answer now; I can make my stand [Chorus] I am not the prize at the end of the race I am the one who can choose my pace Take the wheel, let the old map tear There is room for my whole life here I don't need to become someone new I need to make room for what is true [Bridge] Half speed, open hands No throne, no master plan I let the unfinished parts remain They are not failures wearing my name Call back: Who are you? Response: The one who decides Call back: What do you choose? Response: A life from the inside [Final Chorus] I am not the prize at the end of the race I am the one who can choose my pace Take the wheel, let the old map tear There is room for my whole life here I don't need to become someone new I need to make room for what is true [Outro] Make room for what is true Make room for what is true I arrive by becoming I arrive by becoming
