Europa's Space Of Poetry

How can you break the law, but obey the rules?

How do you lie to others, but don’t like when it’s done to you?

Shall I point out that others will point out what’s best; but for them, they wouldn’t think to settle for less.

Losing victims to the madness, and confusion; though, doing your best to comfort the intrusion. Nevertheless, I noticed different movements. It’s an abuse you’ve lost control of, for refusing.

Maybe I’m just being foolish –

I’m saved, and chosen, so whatever I may have said, was suppose meant to be spoken