Story of a shoe..

I was gifted to him on his birthday.
proud was i of my pure white color,
as proud was he to wear me,
i was liked and admired by my owner.
he took me wherever he went,
i caressed his feet with my soft insides
made all his pains mine.
but with time my whiteness dulled
with it my image in my master's eyes dulled
i tried to look good
but he said, "no more i can wear you"
i saw disgust in his eyes for me
"what will people say, if i l go with you"
i was thrown out,
as i was worn out
picked up was i from dustbin
stiched up was i from thead and pin
i was made ready again, but with a little change,
my insides were hardened and my outsides were ruined...