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
2 Y& P; \5 m0 r2 {5 S# G) eI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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& \! b' `4 p5 HStaring at the blank page before you
9 Q! [4 J) y5 a/ Z8 [, `Open 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 _  q6 L2 w# D; ?" F, B) GSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
+ K) A. Y5 Y' g: o/ D: p' }5 v$ Q3 F* l9 LFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
% U, X  k% ?1 b- O* jNo one else, no one else
. [' R; A" B$ a+ ]Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
. ~' L0 w8 y% x9 x* J( cToday is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)