The streets are cold; where homeless children roam. The streets are cold; where drugged filled veins are exposed. The streets are cold; where bread eaten is old. The streets are cold; escape is usually untold. Where the streets are cold; I gotta be bold. // https://www.instagram.com/p/B5gUNGbHL-D-b65w2Ub2JgAiw57MDgTEaG4vhM0/?igshid=1bdsg6k6x1h4h










