Standing out in the crowd, we are the ones next to you that were never seen. We remained the reserve, those who choose to lack in vocal contribution to the majority, but never miss a single beat of the world and its cold effect, building candid emotion. Our silent, expressive nature never realized, but christened our outside message even more. Our words spoken, few and far between, were never heard, drifting away like a thin smoke captured by the wind. Now, on this stage, we release this energy, with built pressure from the years of listening... years of watching... years of transcribing feelings into screaming syllables of rage. Now, its time for you to listen to how this God given life is anything but perfect - yet, is at the same time. You have to hear us. You want to hear us. You will hear us. We are Withheld.