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
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$ B# j6 L- V; E$ B% [Staring at the blank page before you
' d4 Y1 d/ b' c4 _. LOpen up the dirty window
, R8 L- G/ E2 E: m! PLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
. t; ~$ O9 ~+ V5 y5 Q& ^. X/ M9 fFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
5 r9 Q& h  {  X* C- jOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
' j) i0 n# D7 A2 F+ e2 O! fDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
- k! O) L1 B1 o  LToday is where your book begins
  W" R/ X1 g' RThe rest is still unwritten
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1 ^6 w; ?4 F( Z, `  xUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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