The Life of me and Libby

First we meet up,

Then we team up,

When we buck up,

Finally we match up.

When I look down,

I always feel so down,

you will always come down,

To tell me not to feel down.

When you turn back and left,

I always wonder whats left,

Felt like being left,

I never wanna turn left.

When I look right,

Nothing seems right,

You told me whats right,

Everything feels right.

Once again I look up,

You are far up,

I need to catch up,

So once again, we can suit up.