Just to match the calculation

Ink stains in the middle of the notebook –

The cost of not knowing

One hundred percent to increase

Those who want to amend

There is more suffering than good,

Yet along the road to correction

Come back to the familiar road

Easy judgment in the examination book

Which is not exactly,

Judgments in the book of life

How many stories of the opposite genre

Self-pity for wrongdoing,

The heavy burden to himself,

In the middle of the amendment

The sleep of peace is hidden

We are all like ourselves

Bivore in the game of breaking down,

Correction in righteousness

Flying alone is the sheet of happiness

Correction of mistakes

Free burden on correction,

Adhere to neutral calculations

promise to move forward