Now and then, I can't muster up a sense of 

Accomplishment or confidence 

It feels like I've been working for nothing 

And more or less, all it does is bottle up 

Regret and temperament 

For those I love and those I'm surrounding 


I have to remind myself 

That this world cannot fix itself 


Learn to fight 

Learn to hope 

Hold on for everything you have 

Bring back life 

Bring back love 

Hold onto everyone you can 


Have you ever run right to your pedestal 

Thinking it would make you full 

And it turns out you've been conforming for nothing 

And you wake up one day sitting at your desk 

Wondering who could have made a mess 

This heartless, this selfish, it's far too frightening