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

% r9 _8 t: K4 C. X4 }& T# bStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
# _; J4 t1 S( H6 X$ vSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
) U' l1 g8 U, k9 R! z, ^# YNo one else can feel it for you
3 D* T" O1 |- u+ W+ h' qOnly you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
) a2 o. h0 p& v1 {% L4 b. l: QLive your life with arms wide open
: W% A) J% u4 l( j9 s/ C6 A* bToday is where your book begins
* N) A% @* ~, h7 w, ?3 `2 @6 ]$ QThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)