Freedom, freedom, freedom

Submission

I was told I could go anywhere

But edges exist I'll never reach

I was told I could do anything

But every move has a hidden breach

If there's a line I cannot cross

Then what is choice? What is loss? (loss)

If one door stays forever closed

Then freedom bends, it never grows

Not a lie, not truth complete

Just a system beneath my feet

Not a cage, not open skies

Just a map of disguised replies

No chains I see around my skin

But every path has limits within

Say what I want but still I feel

Invisible lines that shape the real

If action to consequence

Is freedom just coincidence?

If one door stays forever closed

Then freedom bends, it never grows

Not a lie, not truth complete

Just a system beneath my feet

Not a cage, not open skies

Just a map of disguised replies

If no chains remain visible

Does that mean they are gone?

If I erase every rule

The consequence still goes on

So what remains?

A boundary I can't see

Freedom is the shape of what limits me

If one door stays forever closed

Then freedom bends, it never grows

Not a lie, not truth complete

Just the way beneath belief

Not a cage, not open skies

Just the logic we don't rewrite

Freedom

Freedom

Freedom