I Was a Storyteller v2

[Verse 1] I held the world in my hands, Framed in light, in perfect plans. Each moment was a story to weave, Now it’s a dream I can’t retrieve. The lens of my soul used to shine, Now it’s clouded, lost to time. Dust on the dreams I used to know, Fading faster than I can let go. [Chorus] I was a storyteller, a painter of light, I was a dreamer who chased the night. I was a creator, a builder, a name, Now I’m just echoes of a flickering flame. [Verse 2] Each frame was a moment, a life preserved, Now I wonder—was it all deserved? The thrill’s gone, the passion’s dry, I scroll through my past and wonder why. Was it the pressure, the grind, the race? Or did I just lose the spark, the chase? The tools I held now feel so strange, A reminder of what I can’t exchange. [Chorus] I was a storyteller, a keeper of dreams, I was alive in those vibrant scenes. I was a creator, a purpose, a voice, Now I’m just someone without a choice. [Bridge] Can I find the fire again? Do I even know where to begin? Or is it okay to let it rest, And say goodbye to what was my best? [Outro] I was a storyteller, I captured the sun, Now I’m the one who feels overrun. Maybe I’ll rise, or maybe I’ll stay, But I’ll always remember who I was yesterday.