Your potential is limited by you.
Each self-inflicted, acidic release
Of nourishment that was pointless to chew
Brings you further away from finding peace.
Your body’s not owned; it’s only a lease.
A beautiful vessel for all you are.
You may think it’s just some ugly, cheap car,
But I see a pristine Mercedes-Benz
Streaking down streets, shining like a star,
Timeless, outlasting all the silly trends.