We sought to have it all
Seeking to achieve
They claimed that there was joy
Our passions giving leave
My friends looked so proud
When promoted in their realms
But our ships were being driven
Expectations at the helm
Above their cheery smiles
A pair of weary eyes
Trying to appease
A fabricated drive
Far better than a goal
This world can present
Is knowing someone’s heart
And feelings that were meant
The Rational Element 