The Struggling Nobility

You've noble intentions
And yet you struggle
When you're on your own
With no one to impress
You're perhaps unsure
If your actions matter
If you matter
Is there a point?
Then it hits you
That this is precisely
The state of the human
In front of you
And all around you
We're all making things up
As we go along
Struggling nobility
Posturing as popes