Of the World I have a Vague Understanding

Of the world I have a vague understanding
This is what keeps me standing
Gentle words meant to be a harsh insult
Who do I consult?
Harsh words meant to be a gentle compliment
Sometimes it is the way they are sent
The views of the world are often twisted
It is the way it has always existed
My feet have blisters from the harsh roads
Before long these roads will corrode
My only hope is that it gets easier with time
A metaphorical ladder that I attempt to climb
Yet I wonder, is this understanding enough?
Or is it simply a bluff?