I love how this sounds.
You have a poison, you know you do, don't be shy, just name it, put a label on it, give it a face and body, flesh it out.
What is your poison? The thing that slowly turns you into a bitter, dissatisfied shell of your former self.
Think about it.
Are you jealous? Really, extremely jealous?
Are you envious? Deeply, unbearably envious?
Are you in pain? Overwhelming, all conquering pain?
Are you dissatisfied? Bitter and scorching dissatisfaction suffocates you?
Name your poison.
Look it straight in the eyes and give it a glass of milk.
There isn't anything in the world that you cannot conquer.
Name your poison.
Accept your weakness and take steps to overcome it.
Your anger is your friend, it has the power to take you out of the mire and make you move.
Name your poison.
Make it work to your advantage and build yourself up.
Not easy at all, no matter what they say.
But 'Hey!' not like you have a better option.
Give your poison a name and shame it out of your existence.
