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
7 `* \$ P7 A/ y; }' z* kI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

1 ?3 a" w6 w" R; RStaring at the blank page before you
3 f% l' `1 U; ]* o( w+ s! y  K5 LOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
0 b5 J* t7 ]& H0 m+ fSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
6 T2 g5 P/ c$ I9 w9 n# r4 qFeel the rain on your skin
9 y) J2 g! }2 X; I- R3 k: ANo one else can feel it for you
0 J* w5 P8 G1 ?' l( f( ]2 qOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
  C1 ^0 p. U' }5 X7 YDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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