A change is what I seek,
Yet all my trials seem weak,
Be appreciated is all I want,
But all I do is waste and flaunt,
To reach out to one and all is my aim,
But I hardly have time for the same,
It is her across I silently admire,
But love is what I secretly desire.
With theses muddled thoughts inside,
How can I ever live with peace on outside.
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