Why must I feel empty, having a mind full of thoughts, a heart full of weary, lost in the world, found in Gods glory, never feeling complete, always wanting more, tired of fighting, even when I am dying, I'll still be fighting, my knees are bruised, my heart is lost, and my eyes are sown shut, I will continue to press on, my passion will move me, my drive will carry me and HIS love will strengthen me