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。

holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
* Y0 ^% v) x* `8 e& n4 KI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
# T) h7 \/ v+ B1 x9 @/ ROpen up the dirty window
4 x1 U$ e$ F# X3 G6 qLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
1 s2 s6 N2 l; _# @6 I1 q& f5 V; B. xRelease your inhibitions
* ~! \1 p$ O! G( d3 V  z' b- V+ ]Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
% u4 V7 @. g" Z+ G2 RCan speak the words on your lips
  w9 j1 q, S5 i$ X2 m% ^Drench yourself in words unspoken
3 Q$ |+ O8 q/ G. ~  s/ R7 J6 fLive your life with arms wide open
; Z* u( e, d, t6 z6 S' UToday is where your book begins
! w0 J$ _, m: o& t" pThe rest is still unwritten

  N, e8 H# Z( CUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)