"Vacant Soul"

Vacant soul

My soul was vacant by high school , no ambition for more , I was decorated decor for the Pain that sat galore.

Looking Back the time I was supposed to be alive , I felt dead inside. No time to rest - aside. the Pressure from Social eyes , kept me in a space to recognize , that what I felt inside didn’t matter during the time of sunset.

Was upset from all them sleepless nights , me & life in a constant fight , tryna settle on what’s right. Couldn’t see the light on em dark days , Devil whispering in my ears , all In my eyes , my whole body was shade. in a daze for day’ s tryna get my mind off the rage and pain. Dreaming of the glory , & making commission off my story

-Ky