417. You don't need them

You tell me that
Your physical beauty is poison.
I tell you, give it up.
You don't need it!

You tell me that
Your vital impurity is poison.
I tell you, give it up.
You don't need it!

You tell me that
Your mental insecurity is poison.
I tell you, give it up.
You don't need it!

You tell me that
Your psychic uncertainty is poison.
I tell you, give it up.
You don't need it!