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
8 F; S2 M5 L1 {4 J) s/ ^) y% tI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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5 X" X- i2 B9 m( V( A* U- mStaring at the blank page before you
6 X" r7 s7 N+ f0 ]Open up the dirty window
! V1 _' E2 _7 y6 F; @1 m+ WLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

$ V7 _7 w7 T% bReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
: X2 i% j! o" M5 A& i1 M7 VNo 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
! j7 S3 Y* r+ Z5 x" q& |% wDrench yourself in words unspoken
( c: O1 ]( f1 y0 Z( i) I- y5 O5 GLive your life with arms wide open
5 Y5 }- I3 k; U% u2 NToday is where your book begins
1 a3 w. f) H' O( gThe rest is still unwritten

0 r- j: i% T6 O( ^Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)