story of a teller Lyrics

I shouldn't be a writer

I was never one for poets

This the story of a teller

All he had were broken words

But he turned out to be the speller

A moon boy but none of his dreams worked

Not satisfied with his life so he needs earth

And as much as he grew in knowledge he only became weaker

I know this isn't really me

I'm trapped in someone else

Cuz i can barely breathe

The more I fill myself the less that I start to eat

it's depression on either sides but which mouth do I choose to feed?

This the first time that I've written

With no medicine addiction

These thoughts echo in my brain

Like thunderstorms off in the distance

I'm not feeling well

See the truth is just a figment

And just because i want to die

Doesnt mean im gonna end it

I'm fighting for myself

Like you're fighting for yourself

There's millions of us fighting

Ain't no one asking you for help

I've seen hundreds of doctors and not one has touched my heart

Going nowhere but being turned into a push to start

I don't want to lose myself I still want to feel

The whole reason I love music is because it allowed me to steer

I'm scared scared to leave this place

I'm outside but always inside

And my insides always pour outside

I'd rather listen to this rain then listen to myself