I can't go backward.
So I must go forward.
I see nothing outstandingly exciting.
Last year was a blissful time.
Is that because I was ignorant?
Ignorant of what could be?
Ignorant of what I could lose?
Ignorant of what I could gain?

Now I think:
This,
This is what’s meant to be.
Come at me like a roaring lion,
I can take you.