Spazio Vero

[Verse 1]
Rain streaks the glass, a whisper on the pane,
Like half-heard apologies, a familiar refrain.
Remembered old doorways, built too small for me,
Always bending inward, for the world to breathe.

[Chorus]
No more 'scusa,' no more shrinking down.
This is my foundation, my sacred ground.
I'm building walls now, for all to see,
A structure rising, wild and free.

[Verse 2]
Through crowded arcades, where shadows used to play,
I'd make myself smaller, just to clear the way.
Mama's gentle sigh, a lesson softly taught,
"Make room for others," a truth dearly bought.

[Bridge]
But the wind from the sea, it carries ancient song,
Whispering to the frescoes, where I truly belong.
A tiny jasmine bloom, through the stone it grows,
My own fierce beauty, everyone now knows.

[Outro]
No more apologies, for the space I claim.
My name echoing, a powerful flame.