The Hardest Thing To Ever Overcome

There’s a big fat man, sitting on top of a big pile of cash
He’s smoking his cigar, laughing at us
The ones who buy his product and fall for his tricks
The ones who ruined our healthy lives so that he can get more money

We complain and sob over the fact that we have fallen
Fallen into his pocket of money, his tricks, and chemicals
We have no control, it controls us
And when we don’t have it our body gives up

We don’t know what to do, so we continue our habit
Not by our choice, but because our body demands it
There’s no cure, so many say
It requires will power and the mindset to quit

It’s not impossible, it’s not easy
But the one fact remains
He who can quit with such resilience
Can do anything throughout his life