An endless struggle what we call success, put on your kings robes and strive to be the best, but not yet because when you looked around the world had grown cold and we fight so hard to succeed that we have nothing left to hold. There is nothing left. Is it because we love so much that we leave emotion behind and our so called confidence we dare not defy and our so called compassion we push everyone else aside. We are assured independence but forced to stand in line. There is nothing left to hold.