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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Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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# S' o: z# A- @* _Reaching for something in the distance
( U6 Y3 a+ n( q0 S3 y( A8 sSo close you can almost taste it
% S1 x% ?0 I4 z* \1 b; x- c. LRelease your inhibitions
7 \1 {" j+ _  }Feel the rain on your skin
2 T% j3 O  E) T; J% v3 @& e9 `No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
3 {, T8 O% |6 l" yCan speak the words on your lips
9 \- s$ n4 d7 d* K9 wDrench yourself in words unspoken
9 k/ \$ D! c1 X+ n* A" _: v7 aLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
7 ~$ A7 Q4 [+ ^- {% Q# ]3 ?! ~/ zThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)