These lines remind me of a theory of.. someone.. where basically it explains that there is this vast universe and there are so many people in the entire world and there have been and will be that truly we just are... insignificant. The world has lived before and will continue once we are gone, and maybe we won't get to do all those big things that we have planned for ourselves, but that is okay. We are just people after all, not semi-gods. We make mistakes, more often than not, and we are not perfect at all. We just are, and maybe that's perfectly alright.