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