Coins in my pocket
Keys on the table
I check the time
Not the total
Swipe it
Tap it
Let it go
Every number moves too slow
Say it’s small
Say it’s fine
I’m ahead in my own mind
I used to say it’s all pretend
Just paper lines, a useless trend
People measuring their days
By what they own and what they waste
I laughed it off, I paid it fast
Didn’t plan to make it last
Every choice felt clean and free
When the cost wasn’t chasing me
Funny how I know the price
Before I know the name
Count it down
Count it wrong
I don’t keep it very long
Feels like air
In my hand
Till it’s gone before it lands
No alarms
No red signs
Just a shadow keeping time
I don’t look
I don’t check
But it follows every step
I said I’d never need a plan
Loose grip, open span
Turns out freedom has a shape
And it waits for me to slip
Nothing loud
Nothing breaks
Just a line I didn’t erase
Count it down
Count it wrong
I don’t keep it very long
Count it down
Count it wrong
I don’t keep it very long
Feels like air
In my hand
Till it’s gone before it lands
No alarms
No red signs
Just a shadow keeping time
I don’t look
I don’t check
But it follows every step
Still counting
Still counting
