Oh, Universe

I was a pauper
我是一個窮光蛋
Fickle and bruised
善變而又傷痕累累
Wishing I could atomize these lonely lunar views
希望我能擺脫這種孤苦伶仃窮困潦倒
But with thorns in my ankles
而我的腳踝扎滿了刺
And rocks in my shoes
我的鞋子裡全是石子
I weather through
我扛得住