I begin with ambition and good intentions, then quickly turn into wheezing negotiations. I promise health, deliver sweat, why do people do me on purpose?

You can find me in burgers. You can find me in tacos. I'm not a vegetable. But, I'm also not a fruit. I'd ask you to get into the meat of this riddle. But that's not relevant either, is it?

Hark! Dost thou seek the silent sage, Who whispers wisdom from the page? A kingdom bound in leather's clasp, Where ancient tales are thine to grasp.

My definition is the same, but I'm not the same for everyone. Almost everyone uses me at one point, but I look different based on where you are.

Invisible lines drawn by society's architects, shaping order in the chaos, they bind us with rules, yet set us free.