I am not my body,

I am my soul

But this body is my vessel

I ought to stop giving her 

Such a hard time,

Show her more love

Appreciate what she does for me,

And treat her with kindness

Like my friend

I should treat her the

Way I want to be treated

Without her, my soul would

Not be able to bloom

She changes often

But without change,

There would be no butterflies