I was going to think it over for a while.

But I remembered there's no time left to go around in circles.

I was going to take offense at the one who attacked me.

But I remembered it was I myself who chose to feel attacked.

I was going to sigh over my dreams, head hung low.

But I remembered that by rising with willpower I can reach them.

I was going to say that I regret it and that I feel bad.

But I remembered that all I feel is the urge to grow.

I was going to weep and lament against a desolate wall.

But I remembered your smile and wanted to smile.

I was going to write you a verse about what I was going to do.

But I remembered that my song devotes its heart to the shining of your being.