You were my home but I am building an empire from the cold concrete
The flowers on the edge of the sidewalk are now part of my street
I’m still rising but without water or air I cannot complete
Stop suffocating me
– Josephine
You were my home but I am building an empire from the cold concrete
The flowers on the edge of the sidewalk are now part of my street
I’m still rising but without water or air I cannot complete
Stop suffocating me