My Body and Me
My body and me are not as friendly as we used to be
We do not see eye to eye
We see things quite differently
My body needs what i do not want
It begs for more
But I dare not give in to its pity war
I stand alone in this fight
I make my own decisions,
Even if they are not right
I say to my body, “I won, War's over.”
And it says to me, “This fight has only just begun.”
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