一百二十五号作品：雨夜

山菊

人生有没有意义我不知道。我知道的是真正去了解自己是件很有意思的事~~~只有走入人心（尤其是自己的内心），才能走出浅薄，走向成熟。

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holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

8 y$ a/ G- R, jStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

, @  G  u" k6 @% UReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
: |1 p/ x4 o, T3 }1 ARelease your inhibitions
; L% j, y4 @; SFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
7 x' s1 N/ x1 E# t9 H$ ^# FOnly you can let it in
" C) ?0 m7 L" {4 \+ ~No one else, no one else
" M. g# G( n, h; eCan speak the words on your lips
+ c' l. V1 F2 A1 h  m+ aDrench yourself in words unspoken
0 b$ a9 V, w7 [  |* M3 z7 q" ELive your life with arms wide open
$ o1 ~' S7 D7 [8 I# {4 V0 iToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

) e4 Q2 t& ?- l  _4 d7 v! yUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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