body

Hi! It's your body here!

Allow me to reintroduce myself.

I'm the home that you've always lived in.

Surely you remember.

We grew up together!

And I'm writing in this letter cause,

I feel neglected in this relationship,

very disappointed in what I've been seeing.

With your ambition to make money

you sacrificed my well being,

which makes no sense in the least

because when I get sick

you sacrificed that same money

to recuperate ME.

And what's even more ironic

is with all your interest in profit

you can't even see the truth

that I'm worth over A BILLION DOLLARS.

Don't believe me?

Okay I'll prove it.

If someone came to you

with a check for One Million

and said “Here.

All I want in return is your eyesight.”

You will never be able to see another sunset

for the rest of your natural life.

Would you take that deal?

Ok, let's up the bid.

Suppose he had a check for Ten Million instead,

And if you accepted

you would no longer have use of your arms or legs。

Would you take THAT deal?

I can answer that for you.

Those are silly options because you know that as your body I am worth over a BILLION DOLLARS.

And don't get me started with the heart.

If I was a company, right?

This Heart wouldn't get Employee of the Month.

It would get the Employee of the LIFE!

Because throughout your entire existence as a person,

your heart never stops working!

Even when you're sleeping

it doesn't stop beating,

that's EVERY SECOND

EVERY MINUTE

EVERY DAY

and come to think of it

I can't recall you ever saying Thanks.

Anyway I don't want this to come off as rude.

Just asking for a little attention here dude.

I know you try to make me look perfect

when you're Instagramming.

But we both know you been taking me for granted.

Consider this an opportunity.

After this video ends

don't click to the next one like you do usually.

Take some time by yourself.

Just, you and me.

Place your hand on your chest

and say “Thank You” to your heartbeat.

To your EYES, LEGS, ARMS.

To your hands that your use for climbing.

To your lungs that bring you breathe

without you even trying.

I do it all for you, cause you come first.

Cause you're my homie!

We go way back, don't we?

Like, birth?

I just think it's time

you start treating me what I'm worth.