Vacancy in me

We all have an empty space in us...right? There’s a space inside these walls… Something used to live here… Flickering lights in a hollow room Dust collects where hope once bloomed Broken frames on empty walls Echoes bounce through vacant halls Used to laugh, used to shine Used to feel like life was mine Now every mirror that I face Feels like someone else’s place Boarded windows, rusted keys Cold air where warmth used to breathe Years of damage wore me thin Now the silence settled in Every letdown left a mark Every false love stripped apart Piece by piece, the colors faded Now I barely feel created There’s a vacancy in me Where my confidence used to be Empty rooms and shattered dreams Nothing’s how it used to seem Broken windows, missing heat Ghost of who I used to be I’ve been trying to find a way To fill the vacancy in me The Vacancy... The Vacancy in me. “Welcome home” don’t feel the same When the house forgot your name Smiling faces, vacant eyes Pretty words and hidden knives Used, abused, led along Made to feel like I was wrong Every promise left a stain Every memory brought rain Now the halls all sound the same Just anxiety and shame Pacing circles in my head Like a tenant that never ends Every heartbreak pulled apart Something sacred in my heart Now there’s nothing left but traces Of the man beneath the spaces There’s a vacancy in me Where my confidence used to be Empty rooms and shattered dreams Nothing’s how it used to seem Broken windows, lack of heat Ghost of who I used to be I’ve been trying to find a way To fill the vacancy in me The Vacancy... The Vacancy in me. For rent signs hanging in my soul After years of losing hope Paint peels off these paper walls Every time another piece falls I don’t know when I disappeared Somewhere between doubt and fear Now I walk these empty halls… Reliving every single fall Vacant… Alone… No life inside this home… Vacant… Unknown… I don’t feel like myself anymore… There’s a vacancy in me Where my strength and hope used to be Empty halls and fading dreams Nothing’s left of what was me Shattered windows, for all to see Ghost of who I used to be And I still don’t know a way… To fill the vacancy in me The Vacancy... The Vacancy in me. The Vacancy... The Vacancy in me. #raprock #trapmetal #newmusic #musicdiscovery #vacancy #fyp #echoengineprotocol