How will be better?
How will be better?
The worst I play,
The worst I get,
Nothing left to be improved.
How will be better and true?
I left everything behind,
I haven't anything to lost,
Everywhere tears to not bear.
I take myself all these rare,
Who will be mine?
Who will be my love?
How can I assume then,
I never begin again.
Never live right this type.
Never come to attach.
I am rare,
I am unique.
How can I make self?
How will be better Aim.
I wish my God will help me.
I wish you will be around.
I tried as I can.
Will help then more.
and please tell me.
How will be better and true.
-kavitarani1
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