How much the world believes it understands you
It does not understand as much as it would like.
How certain the world is in knowing who you are
It does not know you.
With all your knowledge and knowing
Do not know the world, because you are not the world, and the world is not you.
You are forever to be mysteries to one another
Never truly knowing
Never truly understanding
That is pain.
But, the greater your pain, so I do believe
Is the greater your grasp of this world.
I say to you—do not let it break you.
Strive your fingers closer, and closer still
Light is in reach.
I believe we shall make it.
Hang on. Cling true.