Oh, Universe

I was a pauper
我是一个穷光蛋
Fickle and bruised
善变而又伤痕累累
Wishing I could atomize these lonely lunar views
希望我能摆脱这种孤苦伶仃 穷困潦倒
But with thorns in my ankles
而我的脚踝扎满了刺
And rocks in my shoes
我的鞋子里全是石子
I weather through
我扛得住