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.”