Zero piont

I thought I chose, but I just obeyed,
Like something deeper pulled me every way.
Every step — a system reply,
Written long before I asked myself why.

I call it freedom, I call it control,
But echoes of the past still live in my soul.
Every “I want” is an old scar’s sign,
A running program, a preset line.

I don’t know who lit this fire inside,
But it’s burning softly, keeping me alive.

If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.
If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.

I’m not the source, I’m moving through,
A quiet continuation breaking into new.
I wear a name, a body, doubt,
With hesitation wired in and out.

No need for answers, no need for signs,
I stopped chasing reasons, chasing lines.
If there’s no purpose, I still remain,
I move forward without a name.

Maybe “why” is not what I need,
Maybe breathing is enough for me.

If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.
If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.

Someone pressed “Enter” — the lights came on,
I didn’t choose the start, but I’m still moving on.

If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.
If I’m code — I’m still alive.
I keep walking my own line.

I don’t fight it.
I don’t pretend.
I execute myself
to the end.

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