Most people will never understand you. Maybe there are a few people in life who will understand us...
They are also very far away.
Sometimes you think you are not understood. That they don't want to understand you. Sometimes you think you can't tell. Sometimes it doesn't matter. You only care about the results. There is nothing to do, and nothing will change if someone understands you. That's when you realize that it is not so important to be understood. You return to your childhood and you remember the moments of running aimlessly for hours. The elders don't understand why you are running. It is actually the gift of those times not to be understood.