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
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
% z, ~4 F& M$ pLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

4 E( y6 s+ x4 A+ _; {% ?3 W5 a9 CReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
9 `; R& ?5 I. NRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
* y( o) c3 U% h) p' lNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
) X- r+ H  X7 D$ ~1 U$ ?Drench yourself in words unspoken
* q& F) `# P; V: X, P5 Q) y4 RLive your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

6 W* B/ h, H% Y" H; B, P* }Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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