Europa's Space Of Poetry

I’m ready, are you? or do you even have a clue? betting your choices, all through life – then I remember that not all live life in the light.

~ Europa, Kiwi

Sitting here in just my towel; feeling better – I cleaned the spirits that were foul.

Allowing the fan to help me air dry – just the same, when I allow my tears the same when I cry.

This isn’t for me to create a depression; though, this is the true me – my first impression.

But what is the true question?

Why is she like this?

Well, because of my surroundings.