I am...

I know I am not the best person, one can have, as a friend or lover,

I know I can only offer whatever I can for those I care about,

And I know how inadequate I am as a human being,

Flawed, imperfect, sinner, messed up being in a vessel,

But I hope that would suffice for those who wants to know me better,

I hope what I am is already good enough for those who wants to enter my world,

I hope I am good enough for anyone who wants to be a friend,

And I really hope, that I am more than enough as a person who loves,

For I often felt that what I am doing is not sufficient, for someone to stay,

That I am not the person you can love as easy as it seems,

That I am just a flawed human being,

Existing and barely living,

Trying to figure out how life really works,

And trying to find the purpose of my being.