I cannot fathom a logical reason for being any amount of joy for you.
I don't see how i could make you happy.
It is so far from my mental capacity.
I don't see how i could ever be enough for humanity.
What difference could i make?
How could i show you your own wonderful magnificence without you making you doubt yourself?
How could i show you your own artistic ability without making you hate yourself?
I don't know, but maybe this will help you realize your own worth as well as your insignificance in the grand scheme of things.