Question: I am born through wrongful events, sometimes even despair. I show that deep down you care. Although I give you strength, I am but a flaw. I can even turn a man into a monster, a monster that even his own loved ones saw. What am I?
Question: My food and drink were left behind
by ancients from another time.
I grind my feet upon the earth
with strength come from a metal hearth.
My mind is trapped when I run free
when still, it wanders far from me.
What am I?
Answer: A car.