Best Friends

I am not good enough .

You made me fancy myself

I am a little too loud

You did not cork to listen to me

I have my head a little low.

You mentored me to hold it high.

I am a little shy.

You kept pushing me ahead.

I am not the one with aesthetics.

You told me I'm design.

I am clumsy in things.

Only to see you mending around.

I am neither good with temper.

You know it very well.

It seems I hurt your feelings.

And I do repent.

I stripped you off your skin,

Yet need that light again.

If I get to you back around.

I'll push you away, I'm afraid.